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Worry. To give way to anxiety or unease, allow one's mind to dwell on difficulty or troubles. I keep in mind that we had agreed to meet again at the bridge tonight but i can't help but feel uneasy. I had skipped my rations this morning i was to occupied with dire thoughts. My father had always taught me not to trust if i were to get by so i couldn't help but agonize over this boy whom i can't even name. i've been so negligent by my desire to go to the Eon it's clouded my judgement, the one that helps to lower instability to me and my father. The more the day goes by the faster my heart beats i can hear the pounding coursing through my body. Im becoming tense and faint, i start to tremble. My palms become sweaty and my mouth dry. My breathing enhances. My irrational choices having an outcome of worry i hadn't intended. But despite the uncertainty and doubts i realize i have to meet him, if i'm going to sustain the life i've been living i require answers and i have this idea in my head that the answers i require lie near in reach perhaps someone with the same conditions as me who has been more exposed holds them. I get pulled out of my thoughts by a ray of light piercing  through the window right in my eye range. I get up from the corner that i had been occupying and go look out the window. The sun head started to set so this is the time i'm gonna have to make hard and fast decisions if i'm going to risk going out the the Eon and meeting the mysterious boy. Just as the sun has almost completely disappeared into the horizon and all that's left is a crescent of light being consumed by the darkness i make my way out of the basement. I know my dad would have gone to bed early tonight he has to work early in the AM. I go to the bathroom to re-apply my tag being cautious to barely turn the facet on so the water hits the porcelain with less pressure creating a quitter noise. I then head out of the house as always faintly setting down my foot before fully applying the pressure of my weight to the wooden floor so i can avoid the floor boards creak waking up my dad. Once i'm out the door the rush of adrenaline once again returns, the new found energy coursing through my veins. The worries begging to drift away as if it were just a bad dream. The flicker of the street nights illuminate the night facade that had cast over the city allowing me to find my way to the bridge. My eyes land on the broad silhouette in the near distance. His gaze cast of to sea as if he wishes he could just run away with the sunset. I won't pretend and say i was not attracted to the boy who is nothing but a mystery to me. He obtained a sort of alluring aspect. The closer i get to him the heavier my footsteps become, almost not wanting me to reach him. But i did i reached the boy, placing my self directly to the side of him. My hands grip on the rail and i loose my gaze to the cluster of stars that have scattered through the night sky in a series of constellations. I feel his piercing gaze transfer to my profile and so i do the same in return. Are eyes meet in a comfortable silence almost could be described as re-assuring. The way our eyes meet has soon become just a way to fill the silence that's until he decided to speak up "you came" "so did you" i say to him following another moment of science. "i'm not very good with small talk, the extent of my social scene is well one other person" this gained me a week smile for the boy but no response "i'm Gray" i say offering the same week smile "i'm Ashton" "so... Ashton.. where are you staying" "here and there wherever i can stay hidden" "what about family.. or um" by my sudden change of mood he understood exactly where i was coming from "yeah.. my parents passed once i was born they were taken by the 'peacekeepers'" "oh i'm sorry" i tell him genuinely which earns me a nod and smile that doesn't reach his eyes "my mother died once i was born too.. it's just me and my dad now" he reaches his hand out and grabs my shoulder in a comforting madder. "so you stay with your dad i presume?" "yeah in the basement.. i'm not aloud anywhere else.." "yet your here with me" he smirks "i snuck out.." my cheeks flush "i couldn't take it anymore down in the basement, the night we had only been my second time being out after 20 years" "i get it i'm sure id do the same" "don't you?" "well technically yes but no" i look at him with confusion "i'm on my own usually in abandoned parts of the Eon and constantly moving so i come out almost every night at sunset" "well it's not ideal but it's something" "i'd say that goes for both of us" the rest of the night carried out with the two of us standing on the bridges edge with the moon reflecting on the lake providing light as we continued to talk seemingly never running out of things to say. We had agreed to meet the following nights before i made my way home, sneaking in the house with as much precaution as every night before falling asleep with the thoughts of a tall brunette taking over my every thought.

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