Dreamt Imaginations

Dreamt Imagination

It was a chilly December night. The midnight chatter was slowly dying down and the sky was turning into a grayish-blue hue. The fog became heavier with each passing moment. Then time seemed to stop. No voices could be heard, be it humans or birds.

In the ragged silence, There were footsteps. As if on cue, the fog lifted only to let the owner of the footsteps pass.

The footsteps came to a halt. Once again Nikita faced the stone that held her best friend beneath it, peacefully sleeping without a care in the world, like she had always wanted. A deep breath left Nikita's mouth and she knelt down in front of the gravestone. Every month, Nikita would come on the same day that Sam, her best friend, had died. This was a silly promise they both had made.

Nikita took out a bouquet mixed with iris, lily and cornflower. She made sure to get the exact amount of the same flowers. Seven lilies, twelve irises and eight cornflowers. With another sigh she kept the bouquet next to the stone. She sat down and for a minute just stared at the name carved in the stone. Her eyes travelled down the the date- '2001-2020'. Every time she came here, the memories would play endlessly in her head.
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"Hey!! Dumbfuck!"

"Sup bitch!"

"Whoa what you doin'?"

" Nothi- Oh holy fuck shit!"

"Hahahahahaha omg you fine? You seem pretty fucked up."

"Shut up... You're life's fucked up"

"You're fucked up"

Your existence is fucked up"

"..."

"..."

"Shut the fuck up shorty"

"Hehehe..."

"Bitch"

"I'm awesome shut up"

"You'd wish"

"Shut up"
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A fond smile came over her lips as she smiled bitterly at the memory.

"Hey listen..." , Nikita's voice was soft as if it would break the beautiful moment that was unfolding in front of her.

"You know how we talked about our weird imaginations...and dreams..."

The reply was a slight breeze that brushed through her hair and slightly touched her cheeks.

"And I was... remembering that day... when you, being the idiot you are, decided to sleep." , as a teary smile came and the tears that threatened too fall never fell.

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Nikita was studying for her college entrance exam, when her phone lit up with Sam's name. Happy to talk to her, Nikita picked up the phone with an overjoyed voice.

"Heyy!!"

"..."

"Uhh... yea its not funny anymore..."

"..."

"I can hear you trying to control your laugh you know."

A small laugh came from the other side but it sounded strained.