*COMPLETED* || Highest Ranking: #1 in Adventure-Romance 5/31/18
Adeline Callahan, the girl that time forgot, the one that is considered dead to the public, struggles day after day opening her eyes. She struggles day after day getting up and paci...
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"She's fallen too far with salt in her scars."
Adeline's POV
A sweet aroma crowds my senses as I breathe in. I casually open my eyes, morning sun rays cover the floor, the train still in motion. I avert my gaze from the beautiful rays and focus on the jacket that's spread over my small figure. I push it off me, and watch as it lands slowly on the beams.
I make it to my feet, trembling from nothing, anxiousness embedded in my stomach. My eyes scan the car, searching for the boy that appeared yesterday, the one that said I could trust him. My irises stop as they land on his slumped over body, his white T-shirt being whipped by the wind. My feet involuntarily start pacing to him, without a second thought. I glance down at him, his eyelids down as he peacefully sleeps.
He's so mysterious, with every thought I have about him, I always wonder the same thing, who is he? I know nothing about him, and just the way he said that I could trust him unnerved me. I've never trusted someone except my mother, who's gone. I've never talked to an other person besides my mother and The Owners.
I'm not used to seeing another human I guess act normal. I'm not used to them trying to help me, because all what I've experienced is beatings from them. This is all new to me, and will take some getting used to...and I know it'll take a long time...a very long time.
I'm jarred from my thoughts when I hear his stirring. Startled, I step back away from him, not wanting him to know about my staring. I stride to my bag, rummaging through it to find something edible. My food supply has been disappearing, and fast. As the days go by, the less I have. I'm lost in my thoughts of trying to find food, that I don't notice that Cole is now crouching in front of me, his midnight blue eyes scrutinizing my face, as if he's trying to remember all of it's curves and cuts. His stare leaves an unsettling feeling within me, but it also releases something that I've never felt before; I can't think of the word for it...
I stop my frantic search, and casually lift my gaze to meet his. A weak smile makes its way across his lips.
"Good morning," he says, shyly. He crosses his legs and anchors his arms behind him for stability; his stare averts to the ground.
"Good morning," I mutter under my breathe.
"So, uh," he scratches the back of his neck, nervousness embedded in his tone. I stay silent for him to continue. "How are you?" I just stare at him, scrutinizing his features, totally blocking out everything else around me.
"Adeline?" He waves his hand in front of my face as I feel my cheeks begin to heat up as I stare at my intertwined fingers in my lap, the sight suddenly captivating me.
He lets out a sigh, "you don't talk much do you," he asks.
I shake my head in response, not lifting my head as my greasy hair shields my face, the strands falling freely around my shoulders. He gets to his feet and straightens his T-shirt, striding over to the open car ledge, gazing out.
"I-I'm good," I say in a hushed tone. Cole turns his head towards me, his smile slightly growing as an unreadable expression takes over his face, and if I were to guess...I'd say he almost looks mirthful. He leans against the wall, jamming his hands into his ripped denim jeans.
"H-how are y-you?" I ask, having trouble formulating the words as I speak in a shaky and uncertain voice.
He chuckles, "I'm good."
I feel the space between us become dense as it becomes awkward. Cole comes back to sit adjacent to me, his hands in his lap.
"We didn't really start off good yesterday, and I just wanted to say sorry for scaring you like I did, I swear I didn't intentionally do it," he apologizes.
This caught me off guard. No one has ever told me sorry...never.
I feel a small smile take over my lips as I gaze up at him, suddenly feeling small, "It's alright."
He nods and stares out in front of him, "do you know where you're heading?" He asks from out of nowhere.
I shake my head, "no." He remains silent, confusion takes over me.
"Why?" I ask.
He shrugs his shoulders, " I'm a curious person," he runs a hand through his hair and glances at me. "Being curious makes me want to learn more about you, who you are," he says, suggestively. I freeze in my spot.
Learn more about you.
Who you are.
I stay silent, my heart beat picking up a bit. No one has ever made an effort to get to know me, no one has even wanted to know me for who I am. Not a single person has wanted to know Adeline Callahan, the person. All what people know about me is the lie, the lie that put my case to rest, that made me become Adeline Callahan, the girl that's dead.
No one has ever tried to get into my business and know me, because quite frankly, I'm scared to. I'm scared that I might loose them, that I might drive them away.
And I hardly know anything about myself, what I like, what I don't. I know nothing about myself, for it has all been forgotten over the year of torment from The Owners. I want to open up to someone, someone who will finally care about me...but I hardly know Cole.
He showed up into my life, without any notice.
I can put my trust and loyalty into very few people, because one bad experience can change everything, and I don't want it to happen again.
I guess the one thing that's holding me back is, can I really trust this boy?
Can I really trust him with all my secrets and hidden feelings? I guess there's a first to everything, and now will be the first time, someone will know me for me...and not the Adeline Callahan that's gone.
Someone will know me, for who I wanna be.
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