The Silhouette of a Girl

Chapter 9

     As I got home, I started thinking about how he had reacted with the song. He genuinely seemed really hurt. He had given that damned half smile at the end of the chorus and kept driving. That kept replaying in my mind for a few minutes. I ended up listening to a storm that just started, it was just a sprinkle after I left his car, he offered to drive me to my house, but I refused saying that I loved the rain. I got to my wolves at some point and I went onto my knees to give Phoenix a hug. I started to tear up for some reason, I guess it was a hug that I didn't know I needed. Then the scene replayed in my mind on repeat. He seemed so sad, I was alone, and it seemed that he was too. His pain caused me to be sad for him, even if he wouldn't show his own suffering. I just want him to be happy, I want him to find his own happiness, but I also want to find my own happiness. We are all alone at some point and it hurts even more sometimes. I don't want him to be alone and hurting like I am for the both of us, his pain and my being alone. Phoenix licked my face and hugged me in her own way.

I decided that it was probably time to go home, and that my mother and father would be worrying about me at this point. By the time I got home, I entered through the back door. I smelt the delicious food waiting for me to eat it, but I was still really upset, instead I ate a couples of strawberries. It wasn't very common for me to skip meals, but no one questions me when I do. I don't ever try to be anorexic, suicidal, or anything like that, so no one really worries much. I go to my room, completely ignoring the note that was on my desk left by my mother. I go straight to bed, and I take a nap for a few hours.

I saw Liam there smiling ever so gently, so beautifully. He was proud of just winning another title for himself. He looked right towards me, and his smile grows just a little. For some reason, I still get the sense that he is still sad, he just earned this title, but the smile isn't quite reaching full potential in his eyes. He looks away for a second, and when he looks back, he has a tear falling slowly down his face. I immediately start to worry a little and feel tears in my eyes as well. I try to say something, make sure he is okay, or if there was anyway I could help comfort him, but the words were lodged in my throat as I saw a waterfall of tears start to go down his face. I start to walk to him and I want to give him a hug and hold him tight, so tight that all his worries wash away for a moment. I finally reach him and I notice that his eyes are searching into mine, looking for an answer or even a story. He gives up slightly and lets me hold him, I felt my own tears fall as I held him closer. I wasn't alone in this moment, neither was he... I was beside someone that needed me, a person that I felt I needed, too.

As I held him tight, I saw a person walking towards us. Cinderella, she was on her way to try to be his saving grace or the demon to drag him away. "Hey, Liam," she said with a soft and comforting voice, "come with me, I can help you." He parted from me a little, but still had his arms around my waist, ever so slightly. "I have something to make you feel better" she says to him, trying to persuade him. He looks in my eyes, lips parted in a confused manner, eyes scanning, searching for the right choice. He didn't know if he wanted to leave me, but also wanted some relief of this pain, this burden he's carrying. He grabs one of my hands with his own and drops the other hand, he's going to leave, but wants to say goodbye. "Liam, we need to leave now. This is to be sure we can make it on time," said Cindy. "L-Liam, no... please" I said to him, my voice being just above a whisper. Tears were free-falling on my face by this point. I wanted to beg, to plead that he doesn't leave me. I wanted to try convincing him to stay, to help each other keep sane in this wild world. I wanted to tell him that we could be each other's distraction of all the bad things in the world. But all I could say were those three words. I felt as if I were screaming his name and my sorrow was overflowing my body as an evil wave of emotion. I was so scared, I didn't want to leave him, nor him leave me. I wanted us to help each other. But I started to sob as he looked towards Cindy once more and took her hand. He dropped mine, and took a few steps closer. I fell to my knees and could hold anything back now. I watched as Cindy walked away with the one person keeping me company in this overwhelming world. I couldn't hold myself together and just bawled. I was hoping this would all go away, and that wherever he went, I wished he was going to be happier than when he was with me. Why would he honestly stay with me when he could go with someone that could promise them a definite solution, I couldn't promise anything to him. I was nothing in comparison to her.

I jolted up as I felt my tears running down my face. It was just a dream. I wiped my tears and looked around. I guess that song and his emotions hit me harder than I thought. I finally noticed the note on my desk. "Rose, you were late home, and I thought that you were staying in the woods again. Me and your father had invited some of our work accomplices to dinner to talk over a business opportunity. We had to leave to get the correct ingredients and meal. We are going over to theirs by 7. I expect you to be ready by about 6:30, at the latest. It'll be a bit of a drive to get over there. WEAR SOMETHING NICE. - Mom" So we are going someone's house and eating there. And I have to go and wear something nice... Grrr. I looked at the clock and noticed it was already 5:45.

I end up picking a nice, dark blue, lacy, knee-high dress. The sleeves went to the middle of my biceps. I put on some blue flats and curled my hair to look like an elegant ponytail. I stayed with a natural look for makeup. I didn't like to get too dressed up, but since this is a business thing, I had to. After grabbing a light jacket, I was ready to go.