2 Years Later
Two girls walked along the shore kicking the sand as they went with the sun setting in the background which they stopped to look at...
Kria: It’s so beautiful isn’t it? – calmly
Neha: Yeh…I can look at this everyday and never get bored
Kria: I know…me too… - she looked over at Neha and frowned at her expression - …what’s wrong…you okay?
Neha: Yeah I’m fine…just thinking about life…and the end of another summer…
Kria: Hmm… and the start of our new lives… – she smiled at Neha and Neha returned it weakly - …come on Neha cheer up…we’re college students now…
Neha: Yeh college students… – she sighed
On the other side of the small island two boys were playing basketball and chatting away excitedly.
Vicky: All ready for tomorrow Rey?
Rey: What’s tomorrow? – raising his eyebrow
Vicky: Come on Rey we are all starting college tomorrow! – huffing breathlessly as he ran around bouncing the ball
Rey: Oh yeh I forgot…got other stuff on my mind…
Vicky: Other than college…what can possibly be on your mind?
Rey: He’s coming back tomorrow! - seriously
Vicky: He? - thinking- …Who’s he? – Rey stared at Vicky angrily - …OH HE!! – as Rey took the ball from him
Rey: Yes He… – throwing the ball into the basket and walking away
Not far away from where the guys were playing basketball stood a beautiful house, inside lived a young girl who also had lots on her mind but tried her best to hide it deep down, instead she focused more on materialistic stuff. She searched her dresser and drawers a few times then huffed and sighed.
Sharon: Oh no…I forgot my lipstick downstairs… – getting up
She walked out of her room and was making her way downstairs when she heard voices coming from the living room. She walked a little more down the stairs but stopped at the last step as she caught a few words.
??1: He’s being released tomorrow
??2: That’s what I heard…
??1: He can’t be allowed back on the island after what he did…
??2: You can’t stop him from coming back on the island…
??1: I wish I could…
??2: Why don’t you just forget what happened?
??1: FORGET ABOUT IT??? – shouted - …HE KILLED MY SON! THAT SWAYAM SHEQAWAT KILLED MY SON!
Sharon’s feet slipped on the last step and she quickly controlled herself, turned quickly and ran back up the stairs and into her room slamming the door behind her.
Sharon: - thinking to herself - …Swayam…he’s coming back tomorrow…as much as I wanted to forget about this…but…how am I suppose to face him after what he did?
She sat down on her bed and stared out of her window at the setting sun and thought back to those days…to the secret she had hiding deep inside of her…the secret which all of the islanders held deep in their heart…not ever wanting to talk about again...
