A Penny For My Thoughts ~ phan

XXIV

Phil

"Well, well, well, look who finally decided to show up."

The sun was hitting the tips of the trees and the pebbles in the soil as softly as a pianist taps through their notes. The sound was metallic and strong and pure. It reminded me of the promise to reconnect tomorrow Copper and I just shared. The goodbye itself was the sound of explosions and jet planes and tornados all at once. I couldn't wait to retreat back inside.

I should've stayed out there.

"I'm doing just peachy, Persimmon. How are you?" I retort, providing a smirk instead of the usual argument I release towards her uninvited direction. My impatience and pessimism are not available at the moment. Instead, the boy who can't get enough of me burns my anger to a crisp.

"You've been gone for hours, Phil. You've been doing this every day for the past nine days now! And you and I both know that you never leave the house so tell me what's going on."

She stands up to her full height. I smile down at her.

"Hey, I didn't come here to be assaulted like this."

Not a single laugh line in her stone cold face. Maybe that wasn't the best thing to say...

"Phil, I'm serious. Tell me where you went off to."

I was spending time with my gorgeous boyfriend who loves me more than I thought was humanly possible. I was staring into his brilliant brown eyes, yearning for them to swallow me whole. I was kissing him and imaging things. His hair felt mint, his skin fuschia, his heartbeat beige. Yet, the colors that were present didn't overwhelm me. It was the one that wasn't that threw me off.

Because burgundy was nowhere to be seen.

I can't appreciate what I have, plain and simple. I'm selfish and ignorant and hopeless.

"Why does it even matter?" I shout, my arrow eyes aiming straight for the green targets upon her face. The winds of sorrow are strong today. The arrow shakes like mad. "You're not my mother, Persimmon. So stop acting like it."

With that, I tear away from her hurt expression. Arms crossed and pout in place, I stamp all the way to my room.