4. Rain and Names.

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"oh" I say without looking at him.

It's very rare to tell someone who was about to jump off the bridge that you want to save a life. Or to make someone smile.

It made me think that maybe he was maybe talking about me.

But he's not.
Why would he?
How can someone save me when I myself can't?

" Do you have a certain someone in your mind?" I ask while getting up.

"No. But I'll find some one very soon" he replies also getting up.

The clouds are covering up the blue sky. It's been a while since I noticed the blue color of the sky. I love the rain because I used to play with my dad whenever it used rained. He always used to tell me to go on adventures and discover new things. He'd say  that "the sky is limit, you must aim for the stars, Rav"

"... I should go home now." Why am I telling him?
Am I expecting that he might stop me?
He doesn't even know me.

" Wait don't you want to watch it rain?" He asks.

I was gonna walk away but I stopped.

"What did you say" I ask him. Did he read my mind again?

No,I'm not going to watch the rain. It hurts me. It makes me think of the time that's long gone

He shrugs " I just got the feeling you liked the rain. You looked up many times"

"Oh" that's all I can come up with to say.

He noticed me while I thought he was just a crazy guy who wants to make someone smile as if it's the easiest thing to do.

"Don't you like rain?"

"I do"

"Me too."

"Why do you like it" I somehow came up with this Theory that whoever likes rain have some special reason behind it.

" It's makes me feel alive and less alone."

My theory isn't wrong

Everything he says is different from the Normal sentences human beings say. They don't care about others. They can't even think about some else other then them. They do everything in their power to bring people down. They fake friendships and love. They fake emotions.

But

He is different.
I feel different around him. Maybe because he's the reason I'm still alive.

"Why do you like rain?" He now asks me.

"I just feel like it washes my scars and fears away"

I feel like he's a complicated mixture of a carefree and a sensitive person.

Maybe he was hurt many times.

Just like me.

Maybe he wants to save someone just to save himself in the process.

We stay quiet and it starts to rain.

The smell of dirt and the trickling sound of rain is making me feel peace.

I don't know why but being next to the guy I  know nothing about ,except that, he likes rain is making me feel less alone.

My heart is less scared and I'm thinking that I might be strong enough to fight whatever I'm going through.

Whatever it is it will go away.

While I was lost in my thoughts. I look up and see him walking away in the rain.

It makes me sad. I want to call out to him and ask him to stay a little longer with me.

I don't know why.

But I decide against my impulsive thoughts.

I lean against the tree and close my eyes.

The peace is gonna go away soon. I'll have to go back.

To all the pain and torture.

But I feel a little stronger than before.

I hear someone screaming out HEY.

I shot open my eyes thinking that my mother found me. And that I need to run now.

But I see the boy with green eyes with his hands in his pockets.

"WHAT!?" I scream back.

The sound of rain is getting louder.

It's harder to hear him. But somehow ...

" ELIJAH!"  I hear his name. He told me his name.

After a moment.

"RAVEN!"

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