I was walking by the lake, with midnight moon's bright light guiding me with a few flickering street lights. The little amount of light was making an enchanting view by dancing in the water and giving an impression of tunnels. As if the bright light was beckoning me towards it, away from the darkness. A gateway. But of course it would be foolish to think that there is a way out. For all I know that tunnel may have a dead end too.
Medusa had sent me to the 24/7 open store to get some cough syrup and cheap wine and it was nearly quarter to one. A dog lying on the sidewalk and the slight sound produced by my boots are the only companion I seem to have. Even he seems to have entered a dreamland.
I picked up my pace as a small shop appeared in my sight. And soon enough I found myself standing in front of Jace. Dark bags under his eyes looked more prominent than the last time I saw him. I give him a small smile, ignoring the other person standing behind him with a brown bag in his hand.
"How have you been?" My voice comes out softly disrupting the silence.
"Great! I've been great really. What about you?"
"I've been pretty good."
But we both know that it's all a lie. Still we both play along acting as if he had no insomnia problems and it's normal coming to the shop for cheap wine and cough syrup at this time. We both know the truth but pretending is much more easier.
And anyways we are all broken in some way. More or less. But we are broken. Just a scar or a full blown gash. Does it even matter? Because we are just broken.
"This is Elliot, my new co-worker. And Elliot meet Lena." Dark haired guy gave me a small smile and nodded his head. I acknowledged him and grabbed Medusa's supplies and headed back home.
"Hey! Wait up Lena!" I turned around and gave him a questioning look.
"Ill walk you home."
"You don't need to really. I am fine by myself, Elliot." And that sleepy dog.
"Bullocks, I am coming and that's final. It's pretty late for you to be walking around alone." Loneliness might as well be my only companion though.
Shrugging I started to walk again.
"Stars are magical, don't you think?" I raised my eyebrows as Elliot said this out of the blue with a creepy secretive smile.
"Um...I guess. They are bright and twinkle?" I supplied.
"No, they just seem to know every story beneath them. Story about that girl, who stumbled out of her house at night to get away from the screaming. Story about the boy, who had a big grin planted on his face after a date with the girl he has always had a crush on."
Then pointing at one dull star in the huge blanket of darkness he mused. "You see that small star? It has seen many heart breaking stories. Too many. And the one besides him. She has known all of the stories filled with joy. It was just a matter of fact whose eyes were open when."
"But that's not fair to him and her. He deserves happiness. And she deserves truth. Or else she'll fall too hard like a meteorite."
"Maybe they will one day. You tell me what fascinates you the most of the space?"
"Black hole. A gravitationally domineering celestial body with an horizon from which even light cannot escape." Elliot's eyebrows rose up and an amused smile escaped. "It sucks everything in. Sparing nobody. Lulls you in with the promise of calmness and then you are stuck, without a way out. Then you drown in endless pit of dark in oblivion. And we just get lost with the other million names."
"That's dark." He commented.
"So are humans. We are just like the black hole or the victims of the black hole."
"Then you probably haven't heard about the white hole. The antonym of black hole. From which matter and energy escape. Angels."
"White hole is only a hypothetical theory, Elliot."
"Till you open your eyes." He winked and smiled brightly at me.
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You can Google white hole if you want. It is interesting but also confusing if you read too much. This is short definition of it: A hypothetical celestial object which expands outwards from a space-time singularity and emits energy, in the manner of a time-reversed black hole.
So there are some hints provided in this chapter about some tricks I have under my sleeve. ;)
Dedicated to Elisa because she is a genius and amazing author with whose books I am falling in love. Do check them out if you haven't yet.
Keep smiling. :)
-Audrey. (Bluenightsea)
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Speed Breaker
Teen Fictionspeed breaker - an artificial ridge set into the surface of a path of a person's life to decrease the speed. {Cover credit - @losangelesque}