Storm Gaze

Chapter 3 : A beautiful Sight

Chapter 3

I dream of the girls surrounding Diallo. Then he walks out holding another girl's hand. He looks back at me and says, "Ariana... Ariana! Are you okay?"

"What?!? No I am NOT okay. Why would you do this? You run my emotions off the wall!"

"Ariana!" I open my eyes and Diallo's shaking me, "Ariana. Are you okay?!?" I blink a couple times "I heard you screaming and...and I didn't know what to do!" He yells tears in his eyes.

"Diallo. I'm fine. " I say hugging him.

"I- I couldn't wake you up and you sounded like you were in p- pain." Your eyes were open and you were just screaming. "

"I'm fine" What was I screaming about? I didn't scream in my dream. Was I really in pain and couldn't wake up?

" What was it about?" he asks concerned.

"I... I don't know" I reply in deep thought. I shake my head. Let's go to that place you wanted to take me too. " I suggest trying to take my mind off of what just happened.

About 30 minutes later walking in almost pure blackness we arrive upon a river and a tree toppled over sideways into the water. It looks so pretty. Not as pretty as the water fall but pretty close.

Interrupting my thoughts Diallo says " My old tribe wasn't far from here and like you I needed to get away from-"

" Hold up. Didn't you say you came from a house not a tribe. "

"Um... I'ya umm. Yeah I did but I mean after i left I went to a tribe before this. I only stayed a few weeks though. Gorgeous, isn't it? "

"Yeah." I reply excusing his weirdness.

"Here take a seat." We both sit down on the fallen tree and let our toes brush against the water. "So i hear there is a story to your background. People won't say what though and I'm quite curious. So...I'm asking you."

"Well... not the best way to bring it up but uh...my mom was torn up by a tornado. It was off the chart huge. I never saw her again. I was 6 at the time. My dad is looking for the person who killed her."

"Didn't you say it was a tornado?" He sweats nervously.

"Yea but this tornado was man made. I'm guessing a person really hated us. But the thing that bugs me is why?" Diallo took a deep breath and shivers. "Cold?" I ask.

"A little." He knows i think something up, so he add quickly, " I think I'm getting a cold."

"Oh. Sorry to hear."

He is such a liar. Does he think it is for my own good? I want to know. I cant think of him having a bad side.

Then he said, "you have been on my mind since I first saw you. I think I want to be more than friends, so do you think that would be in your interest." That's why he was acting weird! How can I say no? He's just so... Well, I don't know how to explain it but I get this feeling like butterflies in my stomach.

"Of coarse it would be."

CHAPTER 4 PART 2

Diallos p.o.v

Her hair blowing in the wind. Her everlasting love is all I need. The sight of her gives me butterflies in my stomach. And yet my love is never enough to give her back what I've taken from her. It wasn't me it was... It is hard to say because I know she won't look at me the same way again.

I... I just can't.

Soon enough it gets lighter and for the first time in ages I see the sun rise from the water. Making the river glisten and sparkle gold.

We talk for hours about little things like the outside world and stuff. After what seams like only a couple minutes we decide to get back home.

Ariana's p.o.v

As we're leaving I hear some sobbing in the forest, a little bit off the path we were taking. I motion for Diallo to stay back while I go check it out.

Tracking the sounds of the girl, I find her in no time. I come upon a small figure crying against a tree with her hands cupped over her face. Judging by what she's wearing she's not part of any of the tribes here and has been out her for at least a week. She has an enormous bite on her thigh swelled up two times bigger than her head.

"Hey." I whisper softly. She looks up at me wide eyed and alert, like a deer.

"Leave me alone! " She yells, trying to get up. She cringes and sinks back to the ground in pain while letting out a shriek.

"Sh, sh sh. Its okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Where are your parents?"

"I ran away from home,"she starts hesitantly, "I...I had to go. Dad...he was fighting mom and he took out a gun...he shot her. I ran before i could see her but i heard him shoot her."

Tears run down her cheeks, she coughs up blood and pukes. She drops to the ground like a rag doll. Blood trickles out of her nose onto her neck.

Diallo's p.o.v.

I get up to help but Ariana motions for me to stay back.

So i do.

The little girls breath gets shorter and shorter. I can tell i hurts her to breath.

She's sobbing and Ariana is holding your hand until she breathes her last breath. I want to help, but Ariana won't let me. Why? I can help. She could've had another chance at living if I helped.

I get up and check for a pulse. I can't feel one so I shake my head.

"I could've helped her you know." I say standing up.

"She would have died anyway." Ariana whispers kneeling and staring at the ground.

" She might have just lived... I saw flower."

" A flower? How could a flower help?" She asks sternly.

"It was a remedy. Mix it with a little grass dew and it is instant snake bite cure."

"How do you know that was a snake bite?"

"How could you not know?"

"I'm sorry. I guess I was caught trying to prove that i can do something other than sit around looking pretty while weaving baskets."

"I know you can do more than that." As if emotionless, Ariana gets up and walks towards camp.

"Are you okay?" I ask worried.

Her to just walked off with no say about the girl with no emotion what so ever.

"Yeah. I'm fine. I just need a little time to myself." We're quiet for a bit, then she says, "So i think i am going to go on a hunt."

"Do you want me to go with?"

"No." We walk to the camp and i go to help make supper. I strip some fur from a piece of meat busying myself.

I wonder where she's going.