Blameless ✔

Epilogue

Epilogue

3 years ago...

rain.

i always had a love-hate relationship with it. in the movies, it either symbolised loss or that cheesy kiss scene in the notebook.

there was no in between.

if i was the main star in my own movie, the scene being portrayed would most likely be emptiness.

so, yes, today i hated rain.

my feet dragged me to the local park and sat on one of the swings was a brunette girl with blue eyes shielded by thickly framed glasses. i didn't care. i wanted to sit down on the swings and detach myself from the world just like she had done, only she had it easy because of her white earphones.

i should've brought mine, i thought regretfully as i stalked over to the black swing next to hers soaked in rain droplets.

i sat down and focused on my wet jeans that seemed to get darker in colour as the rain uncharitably pummeled the dark, denim material.

suddenly, it stopped.

lifting my head, i was confused to see that the cruel rain was still beating everything in sight but me. everything made sense, however when i looked to the right and saw the girl holding up a purple umbrella that I had failed to notice. i was puzzled as to why she would sacrifice herself in order to make me feel secure.

i questioned it.

"um, why are you holding an umbrella over my head?"

the girl looked transfixed for a moment as she did nothing but stare at me; almost amazed.

i grew slightly annoyed. "hello, i asked you a question."

she eventually snapped out of it and her cheeks tinged pink, rivalling the colour of her raincoat. "it's raining," she answered dumbly.

i gave her simple look. "yes, i know that but what about you? it's your umbrella and it's not like i asked for this."

she frowned. "i was just trying to be friendly."

"but i don't know you."

she didn't try again after that.

we were always there - same time, same place.

we just sat there enveloped in our own thoughts and i made sure to always bring an umbrella.

we didn't talk.

until one day.

the bipolar weather decided to show its face again by deporting more rain into our area just as i made it to the park. as usual, she was there but for some reason, she didn't have her umbrella, only using her raincoat for warmth as she dug her hands deep into the pockets and shivered.

averting my gaze, i made my way over to my swing but refused to sit down.

i spared some grass that day.

her eyes widened in shock as she whipped her head in my direction with furrowed eyebrows.

i didn't look at her and trained my eyes elsewhere with my right arm held up to hold the black umbrella over her head.

"y-you-"

"don't talk, " i spoke harshly while rolling my eyes. "your voice is annoying."

from my peripheral vision, i noticed a look of hurt paint her soft, rain-stricken features, making me sigh frustratedly at the feeling of guilt that had gradually taken over my senses.

clenching my hand tightly around the base of the umbrella, i reluctantly parted my trembling lips to utter, "it's pouring all of a sudden, huh?"

she giggled. "yeah, it is but i could wait out in the rain for hours if i had to."

and i never understood what she meant.

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Fin.