Present day - July 15 - 9:55am - Cammie
Five minutes. In five minutes, he'll be gone. In five minutes, I won't see him again. Not properly. I won't touch him again. I won't...
"Hey, Cam," I refused to look at him. A gentle sigh, "Cam, do you remember what day it is? It's the day we first met."
The day we first met? What? So now I'm going to remember this day as the day we get separated?
"C'mon Cam," he pulls my head into an embrace, "See me off with a smile."
When did he change? When did he become this man? How couldn't I see it?
The train pulls up at the station, I don't wanna let go. He gives me a final rub in the back before picking up his luggage and boarding. He stands, on the train, small smile on his face. The doors shut and the last sight of him I see is that crimson hair. And I just lose it.
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Present day - July 15 - 9:55am - Rye
Five minutes. Five minutes is all it takes to step forth into a new future. Five minutes and I'll abandon all that I know. That I love.
She stands there. I know. She doesn't want me to go. I try to make conversation, "Hey, Cam," her head still lowered. Was she always this short?
I sigh, I notice the date on the time signature on the train station's board, "Do you know what day it is?"
No response.
"It's the day we first met."
Again, silence.
Two minutes. I pull her in by the back of her head, her face landing into my chest. When did she get so short? When did she get so strong? When did she change?
"C'mon Cam, see me off with a smile."
She still refuses to look up.
The train rolls in. I still don't want to leave. Not yet. I lower my hand - naturally giving her back a small rub - and I board the train.
As the train begins to depart, she finally looks me in the eye. The last thing I see in this town is her breaking into tears.
YOU ARE READING
The Two of Us
General FictionCammie Jeune moved into town. A town her mother was very reluctant to move into. Rye Felicitas lived in town. A town his mother was very reluctant to leave. Two people, very different, intertwine fates.
