The first time Evan saw color, he was confused. He looked around at the vibrant blues, greens, and reds, not knowing what to make of the beautiful new world he inhabited.
For Jared, it was the best thing his eyes have ever seen. Colors everywhere. Green trees with yellow and gold accents, the black asphalt on the road. It struck him with such awe, he had to slow down and take it in.
Evan looked around more. He couldn't help it. It was weird. His whole life, he had been condemned to seeing a world of black and white, and now, at 17, he saw what only fiction had told him.
He thought he was seeing the most beautiful thing ever, until his eyes settled on something so beautiful, he had to blink to make sure it was real.
A pair of blue eyes stared at him, brown speckling one part of his left eye. Evan was frozen.
Jared didn't feel himself start to run. He looked down, and realized it, but he didn't feel like he was.
He could have sworn he looked both ways across the two-lane road before crossing. He remembered doing that.
He heard the single word from the other boy in slow motion. A slow motion, “Wait,” that he just barely heard over the deafening car, which was also moving the same speed. Painfully slow.
And then,
he tumbled.
He managed to crack the car owner’s windshield, yet still kept going.
Slow,
slow,
painfully slow.
He rolled over the roof, groaning as his body slowly began to go limp.
Slow,
slow,
painfully slow.
Eventually, his body made its way onto the ground, on the back of the now-still car. Jared was barely alive.
Evan was the voice who screamed the one word. He tried to get someone to stop. No one stopped. Evan was now frozen in fear. He watched Jared's body tumble over the car. He watched the car come to a jolting stop. He watched Jared land, the exhaust in his lifeless face as he did so.
Finally, he walked over to the boy he had fallen in love with so quickly.
His vision faded to black and white. He looked around and pressed his lips violently to Jareds, but pulled away in a sad disgust. Jared was already turning cold.
Evan began to cry. Not only with his color vision fading did he lose the ability to see it, but he lost the ability to trust. He lost the ability to love.
He would never see color again.
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hope you enjoyed this little oneshot!
- wren
