Time passes in complete darkness. There's nothing here but the echo of my thoughts. Is this was death feels like? Peaceful and quiet? But empty at the same time, alone and boring? Is this how those screaming feel when they're allowed to be heard. Do they want others to feel their pain? To make them endure the same fate they do, if only for a minute?
I hear a beat.
And another.
And another.
I open my eyes to find Anne with her lips softly pressed against mine. I mentally smile to myself. This would be the perfect chance for a prank. So I close my eyes and I feel her lips leave. She pumps my chest 12 times and then she slows down the pace. At 32 she stops completely, she doesn't place her soft sweet lips back on mine, and she doesn't return her hands to my chest. They simply stay by her side.
I open my eyes a small bit, allowing for a small window of visible Anne. She runs her hand through her dark locks and looks down defeated. I hear her sniff and then she hugs me. I fall limp in her arms wondering whether or not I should carry on this charade. But I continue just for the hell of it.
She cradles me in her arms and hugs my wet chest, leaning her forehead on my shoulder she shakes her head, "It was never supposed to be like this." She sniffs again, "You have so much more to do you have no idea."
She shakes her head more profusely this time before crying out loud, "God I'm so sorry Cameron. I didn't mean it, I just needed to wake you up! I wanted to talk to you after that girl left, Rachel? God I don't even know why I was over. I just wanted to see you again. I don't know why I always want to be around you, it's weird I know, I'm probably really annoying." In between breaths she sniffs, "Jesus I've ruined everything haven't I? What are your parents going to say? What are the police going to say? Well, I'm not that worried about them, I'm more worried how my parents would react knowing that I was the one who killed you."
"God you have no idea how sorry I am by the way, I just needed you to wake up. I just needed you. And I know how cheesy that sounds but you're dead and you can't say anything..." She laughs silently then returns to crying, "Hell you're dead Cameron." She kisses my forehead softly before crying into my shoulder once more, "I'm so sorry."
Oh. My. Gods. That was like a whole speak right there. God I feel so bad right now. Should I fake dead until she leaves? Or should I— Oh god I need to cough. Oh my gawd.
And so, how very unfortunately I cough. To improvise I cough some more as if I had just woken from death.
I have to give her that don't I?
So I have a coughing fit and I take a huge breath in after I decide to finish. As I do she engulfs me in a large hug. I'm taken by surprise to be honest, I didn't expect such a large hug from her, she's a lot stronger then she looks. Soon after I return the hug with the same amount of power. Her arms are around my waist and her head is buried into my shoulder. I just hug her back and breathe her in. She smells of cinnamon and chocolate as I smile into her.
Anne sniffs and snuggles deeper into my shoulder. I just simply pat her back and chuckle softly, "Jesus princess. Hug me any tighter and I think you'll kill me."
"I would never want to kill you." She mumbles quietly.
"From the looks of it you already have." I laugh.
"You haven't called me princess in a while." She remarks, "Unless you have another princess?"
I exhale humorously before detaching myself from the hug, "Why would you think that Princess?" I say mockingly.
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Unknown Destiny
Teen FictionA story simply about finding who and what you are. I mean really? Are we all human?