Echoed Corridors

Beating On

4 Years Earlier

"You know you don't have to tutor me as well as being my boyfriend. It gives me mixed signals. I don't know where I stand." My hands moved slowly away from the pen that had been so insistently placed into them. I leaned back into the sofa, the comfort leaving me with a sigh of content. Friday nights were always so great, the best of them all. I always had the lie of stopping around the girls houses to keep my parents occupied but knowing that the façade we had built for the whole week could finally come down it was a huge relief. Well it would be if Ezra stopped treating me in the role I wanted so badly to get out of.

"That's perfectly fine, I just want to make sure that I can give you all the help you need. Being able to write literature is a gift given from the God's but being able to understand others interpretations is something that has to be learnt. Just tell me what you've got so far."

"I think it's sad. Gatsby dying. However, I knew it was coming. "

Ezra looked puzzled, he always liked to quiz me on literature it was quickly becoming a hobby of his. He liked to know what my feelings were because usually he'd find a deeper meaning to what i saw. We'd argue about authors and characters but it was nice to be able to argue about things with somebody on my level. I couldn't do that with somebody like Noel Kahn where the only thing he reads is the notice for soccer try-outs.

"You knew it was coming? It was one of the most surprising twists in- Well ever! How on Earth do you believe that you saw it coming?"

"I don't believe it Ezra, I know it. I knew it from the first second. The forbidden love that always ends in shreds. Gatsby loved Daisy much more than she loved him and it crushed him from the inside out. The literal sense of how he passed was just a metaphor for how he felt inside. He would have never been able to recover from the heartbreak he felt so why even bother. I felt it coming from the first page I read. True love kills and the ones you love the most are the ones that end up doing just that."

"Well that's incredibly depressing."

"True, but if I had to die young it would probably be because of love."

Present Day

I felt my breathing begin to slow, I could hear how Ezra's voice trembled, his hands soaked as he tried to stop any bleeding that he possibly could. I didn't see any point. If I didn't just bleed out here I most likely would in the ambulance, or on the way to surgery. It was looking at him that I felt I could breathe properly but in a sense, I didn't want to. I wanted whatever rush this was, if I was to die young it would be due to the person I love. And I love Ezra, I could love him for eternities but not everybody's hourglass of life can remain for that long. I could not smile though, I could not speak. I could only stare.

"There's a loneliness that only exists in one's mind. The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is blink."  - The Great Gatsby