My dreams have abducted my peace. Each day, I face the same thing : a lot of pain and confusion. It seems like I am separated from the world by a wall. Not any dramatic classic glass wall. But a stone wall. The day I had was hectic. The only thing that had been popping between my lids is Sasha's face. I tried talking Iris about this. But she was in a super good mood today. I cannot spoil it, I had thought.
Zoelle helped. And I am glad she did. She always had the genuine, loving vibes. She is so sweet. Kind. Creative. Bubbly. I wish I was like that. When did I sleep? I didn't realise it until I woke up.
His eyes were like crystals. Tinkling. The valleys were blurred by mist. Flowers bloomed colourfully along the small road. The strings of Eric's hoodie were uneven. His smile was warm and huge. With his hands in his pocket, he looks sideways and down at me.
"Hahahaha!"
I blink in confusion, when he wipes off some ink from my nose. I grin back at him and touch his fingers. He blushes and turns away.
"Ever thought of flight?"
I smile at his random question.
"Yes. I have."
"You know, what? I always do. Every day. Every second."
His back was turned at me and he was gazing at the rising sun. His frame was lanky. Did he shrink in these few minutes?
"Whenever you are about to fly, just gimme a ring. I will come with you." I said playfully.
"But what if we both cannot balance? And you fall?"
My smile fades. Something is wrong.
"Huh?"
"What if I cannot hold your hand while you fall? What if I do, but I leave it?"
"Then I'll die thinking that you tried you best."
He looks at his shoelace.
"Spencer?" His voice was coarse now. And deeper.
"Yes?"
"If you happen to survive, would you forgive me?"
Oh, Eric. What is wrong with him? I walk up to him and reach out for him. My hands reach his shoulders easily. Strange.
"If I ask you to fly with me, will you ever trust me? Despite knowing I am harmful?"
I freeze. Oh God. Eric turns around and its not him. A pair of huge, familiar and dark eyes stare back at me. Between the thousand freckles and dark hair, lines of worry and self hatred shine brightly.
"Do you love me?" He asks, his voice dripping with longing.
"I.... I don't...know."
"Do you?"
I sigh.
"Yes. I do." He holds my hand and pulls me into his arms. He was warm. My head was resting over his chest, where his heart was beating wildly. He cups my face and bends down, as if to kiss me.
"Would you fly with me?" I look into his eyes, but before I could nod, a force pushes me down the hill. I hold on to the only support I could find - his hand. I was vaguely aware of my feet dangling freely in the raw space. I look down to see nothing but the clouds and a dense patch of conical trees.
"Please!" I look back into his face. It was expressionless. He moved his lips and whispered softly.
"Don't worry. Just like me. I know that even if I leave your hand, you will love me."
My eyes widen as he loosens the grip. My arms fly back and knock against the air as fall deeper into the valley. Simon's dark eyes smile as I see him walk away.
My eyelids fluttered open and I squeaked in the dark
I am afraid to fall asleep.
A/N : Sorry for this shitty chapter :(
