IT WAS RAINING WHEN WE got back to the apartment. Neither one of us thought to bring umbrellas and we were currently contemplating if getting out in this kind of weather was worth it. Were we going to wait it out or run for our lives so we would not get that soaked? The entire backseat of the car was covered with bags—all in which belonged to Olivia—from the multiple stores we had gone into. Out of everything I could have gotten today, I only received a new phone and I was very content with it. It took me quite some time to reprogram all the contacts I had on my old phone but it was worth it. The device sat on my lap and I looked down at it, wondering if Harry was ever going to call after the conversation we had earlier.
"I think we should make a run for it," Olivia muttered. "The rain doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon. If we hurry, we won't catch pneumonia and die...not that that's a bad thing. I could be reunited with my dead guinea pig from the third grade. She died on Halloween."
"How refreshing," I said, laughing and shaking my head at her. "And here I thought we would grow old and die together."
She ignored me completely, "We can leave the bags in the car. I'm pretty sure I won't get robbed or anything. Who would want to rob me?"
"Everyone," I mumbled.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to leave them in the car until the rain stops."
"What?" I gasped. "You plan on leaving all of your babies behind? That's known as abandonment and I'm calling DFCS—"
I grunted when she roughly shoved me, causing my shoulder to hit the door. She was lucky I was in a playful mood and did not shove her back. The raindrops continued to splat against the car and I wondered if it was ever going to die down anytime soon. Dark clouds roamed the sky, letting me know Mother Nature was thinking about creating a storm. Unbuckling my seat belt, I leaned forward and continued to listen to the sound of the rain.
I loved the sound of rain falling.
"How much longer?" Olivia asked. "Five minutes? Ten? Forever?"
"Until what?"
She shoved me again but I managed to shove her back before she said, "Until we take our chances and get out in all...that."
I slumped back against the seat and shrugged my shoulders. Honestly, I could have cared less about getting wet from the rain. It was not going to take long for us to dry off, if that was what worried her. My orange hair fell in front of my eyes and I closed them, smiling at the memory of Olivia offering to dye my hair while we were at the store. I immediately took her up on her offer because I was tired of people looking at me, possibly questioning why I looked like a clown who had been cornered in a dark alleyway. I decided to go back to brown and see where things went from there. With Olivia's help; however, my hair was actually going to be the color I wanted.
"Okay," Olivia cracked her knuckles as if she was preparing herself for the third world war. "Let's do this thing, shall we?"
"Are you actually going to run—"
"Hey, is that Harry?"
"—across the parking lot?"
Harry.
Oh.
Wait a second.
I pressed my palm against my forehead and shook my head back and forth. There, sitting out in the rain, was a dark figure I could barely make out. The long hair made it look like Harry but it could have been anyone. Why would Harry be here, though? We were supposed to meet up for coffee but I completely stood him up without much of an explanation.
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Candles
Fanfiction[C O M P L E T E D ✓] They were curious. They both had their own share of secrets. He was a man living in the present. She was a woman living in the past. He was a candle, ready to see everything she was keeping in the dark. And she was the w...
