Ink Club

Before the rain falls

The rain drops hit her face with a cold punch along with the ground beneath her. The sky was darker than normal; the clouds covered the moon preventing the rays from shining through. All she had was the dim light of the lamp posts lining the uneven pavement.

She looked ahead, only flinching when heavy squirts met her eyes. She didn't know what to think, what to do, how to act, how to anything. She was as still as the figure beside her. She felt as if the life was taken out of her, not from the body in her hands.

She looked down, finally working up the courage to do so. She found two green eyes, empty and hazed, the result of a soul being ripped from the skull. The skin, raised and frozen from the liquid falling from the sky.

She looked back up, checking her surroundings. It was as silent as the breath leaving the lungs of the person she was gripping onto. Even though there was a mix of thunder with the clouds, the beat of her heart was the only thing she could hear.

She glanced down for the chance of none of the things that happened before her, being real. Her eyes focused in on the chest, waiting for puffs that would never come again. The sunken cave didn't even twitch, releasing no sign of hope.

She readjusted her gaze, cheek bones being the only thing left prominent. She ran her hand down the dewy arm, her fingers eventually intertwining with the cold ones connected to the base of it. She didn't know why, but she squeezed the frigid hand. It could have been for the denial of letting go or even the chance of it squeezing back, neither of which healthy for the mind.

She finally blinked, feeling the warmth flow from her eyes mix with the frozen atmosphere. Her legs moved from beneath her, placing them in front. She twisted her body and positioned herself until her back hit the hard concrete. Not once did she let go of the boney fingers pressed between hers.

She closed her eyes, not because of the falling precipitation, but of how angry she felt that Mother Nature was swirling in the sky, continuing to move on even though her world had stopped. She felt as if the rain was a mock of her own tears.

She tilted her head to the side, splatters hitting her cheek. For how much she use to appreciate the golden specks surrounding the emerald orbs, she couldn't bare the sight of the now dark shade of brown. She lifted her free hand and placed it upon the two spheres; she gently pulled down causing her heart to tug with the eyelids.

She faced forward, this time allowing the universe to suck her in. She let her limbs go limp matching those beside her; her essence, washing away with the water. She took a breath as uneven as the cracks in the asphalt; her heartbeat, no longer audible. Her life, no longer living; her presence, no longer alive.