Her

Chapter nine: The Second (Edited)

Chapter nine: The Second

One week later

I have the dream again, only this time it is different. This time we are in a field; me and you with the same colours making up your face. Blue; like the endless abyss of the ocean. Brown; like the trunks of trees, standing tall and strong in a forest of greenery. Crimson; like the petals of a stolen rose. These were the colours that made up your face and I still stare at you, my eyes taking in every detail; every freckle, every dimple and every single sparkle that exist in your eyes and I still feel the same feelings of fire crackers popping inside my stomach, one after the other in this fast rhythm that made my heart beat faster in anticipation. But this time I hold something inside my arms. Although I have no idea what it is. Wrapped up in cloth, nestled around its more fragile little body, the thing wiggles and moves like nothing I have ever encountered before. It is so small and so fidgety like a jerky body movement in a nervous situation. But you don't seem to worry, you look down on it, a gentle look present on your face and your arms hold up mine and help to hold up the thing which is held by both of us; the small, wiggly little create with skin so white and clear that it looks almost alien-like and yet familiar all at the same time. 

But the same thing inevitably happens, like it does every time; you lean in, your smile disappearing, your eyes fluttering closed and my body responded the same way it had all those other times as well; by my own smile disappearing, my own eyes fluttering closed and our two heads moving closer. Only this time, I am holding something in my arms and you are holding it too; a thing I had never seen before and yet something I felt like I should know. I should know what it is. But I don't. But yet, it still seems there, standing on the forefront of the cliff of my mind, ready to jump in and I want to know. I want to know what it is in my arms and I want to know who you are and I want to know where we are and what I am doing here. But just like before, I can't ask because nothing comes from my lips. The only thing my lips can do is press onto yours ever so gentlyand my arms gracefully laced around your neck. Then our lips are movingagainst each other's in perfect sync like a bow moving against the strings of aviolin. 

Yet just like before, all at once we were conscious of where we were instead of each other; a clearing in the middle of a forest, which was filled with tall trees, that seemed to reach the sky. Then the memories come back; the memory that we had both ran off to be here, to be together, to escape. But to escape what, I couldn't remember. The only thing different now is the thing I hold in my arms. But then a  high pitch noise sounds and both of our eyes dart around the line of the clearing to see people charging towards us; my people, your people; all with weapons and all with looks of outrage upon seeing us. They all run out of the trees and across the clearing towards us; my people to me and your people towards you. When they reach us they try to pull us apart. But we both remain holding onto the thing which is protected in both of our arms.

My people pulled harder and your people did the same. They got more and more aggressive, taking out their weapons and aiming them at each other. But then I am left holding the thing alone as soon as the first gunshot was heard. Another gunshot follows, then another and another. All around bodies fall backwards to the ground, lying on their backs to face the sky. My people, your people; each falling to their death. But in the chaos I loose sight of you. Somewhere in the destruction you had disappeared; the blue; like staring down into the endless abyss of the ocean. Brown; like the trunks of trees, standing tall and strong in a forest of greenery. Crimson; like the petals of a stolen rose. These colours that made up your face were gone. Then my people were pulling me by the arms, pulling me further away from you. "Arrow!" I yelled but there was no answer.