Nic's POV
"Remember that time we had to climb a slippery mountain because of a dare? It was messed up." He paused, smiling with his mind far away from home, lost in the paradise of his own memories.
"I broke my knee." He chuckled and turned his head towards me with a bright mesmerizing smile. His newly shaved pale skin made him look like someone I didn't know.
It was rare seeing him without his beard that he becomes hard to recognize without it. His long brown hair was pulled back in a messy man's bun and his blue orbs held the ocean trapped in the universe of his eyes.
The necklace he always wore was under his white stripped shirt with it's chain visible around his neck. He had his leather jacket on his lap as he stretched his legs on the grass beneath us. He had his arms behind his back, leaning against them as he gazed into the horizon.
"Yeah, I remember that." I laughed as I recalled the event in my head. "You were screaming like a little girl. I didn't know your voice can go THAT high pitched. "I teased and he turned his head towards me and frowned, causing me to laugh even more. He looked away from me and watched the sunset and sighed. Not in stress, not in pain but in satisfaction.
Minutes passed as we got lost in the rays of the sun before I heard him say.
"You know, I never thought that I would be here; sitting with you and watching the sunset." He paused and I stared at the visible lines of his face, studying his features, listening to what's he's about to say, as he had his eyes lost to the sun. "I never thought I would be who I am today. I planned my entire life to end up in somewhere so different than what I wished for. I don't understand why people try to wish up to a star as if it's going to solve their problems and give them what they want. It's like wishing for hope to be something bright and visible to make it feel real. But what will hope bring? A thud to the heart and a broken dream. I don't think anyone has every stood up and start to do something in their lives because that's all we've done; wished for something we wanted when we didn't do anything to earn it. Their excuse is that life takes and takes when you give and in the end, you get nothing in return. But when life gives for no reason, when you didn't give anything, it's like they just forgotten about it. It's like it doesn't matter anymore." He looked back at me and I saw sadness in his eyes. "I'm grateful for what I have even though I don't have everything I wished for. I'm just glad I'm able to breath when some people can't. I don't want to die from drugs, nic. I don't want to be like that anymore."I breathed heavily and sat on the floor, bringing my legs closer to my chest. I wrapped my arms around my legs and buried my face between my knees. I took deep calming breaths and closed my eyes, relaxing as I recalled the memory I had with ryan, just two weeks before his death.
From the countless times he told me he wanted to be saved, that was the most genuine. He was an ember in the ashes of his dark world. He was the only color in the black and white virtual dream.It still hurt till this day that I couldn't do anything to help him as I just watched his soul slip out of his body. I just stood there and watch it all happen without any reaction. I lifted my head from my knees and watched the sunrise from on top of the hill. Mostly you would find people jogging here. You would find friends and family coming together to have a fun day. Maybe you'll find someone who would like to get lost in their minds so they come here alone to do so. But no, no one was here at 5am in the morning. All I could hear was the blow of the wind. It was better this way because If they saw me, they would think I'm a walking dead. I knew that I needed to go to the hospital but I have no intentions or will to do so, it was the last thing on my mind.
"You shouldn't be here." I looked at the direction of the voice and found a handsome young man, wearing a black button up shirt and faded blue jeans. He smiled charmingly and sat beside me. I blinked nonchalantly, fighting the argue to shut down completely. I looked away from the man and stared back at the sun. I wanted this to be the last moment I remember in my sad misery life. The sun shinning so bright, about to take the smallest part of me that was still alive for some reason that I don't know about.
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Time Goes By [COMPLETED]
Romance(This book has its flaws, read at your own risk) Nicloe Erickson or Cole is an outcast straight A's student who was bullied throughout of highscool, and being an out-of-the-closet lesbian doesn't help either. She was humiliated and manipulated cou...