Death is a Dream

Stars and Swings

Hi I had kinda given up in this project but I guess I'll continue to write I am sorry for the bad writing I appreciate the few people who are still reading it, thank you :)

Lilianas POV: 

1:50 A.M...I have been in the park for around 40 minutes and sitting in this swing for around 20 minutes. The sky was painted in diamonds that perfectly highlighted the jewel hanging in the sky, the moon. Glowing in an angelical way. Most people thought that the night was lonely, sad, and cold. Yes it was cold but not lonely or sad because why would such a beautiful story the stars have to share would be sad, why lonely when the moon and stars looking down to us never would close ears to our secrets, be a loyal friend that you can always expect to be there at exact time with no reason of abandonment.  

As I continue to swing slowly I felt a burning stare on the back of my head. I quickly turned around to face whoever was starring but when I did no one was there, again it was just me, the stars, and the moon. It was silence but not enough ,you couldn't hear a car, a dog, or a person just the noises of the night of the wind howling throughout the park, swinging the other swing back and forth while if you where to hear closely  you could be able to listen the distinguish noise of small crickets in the plants feeling the silence of the night with their nice comforting noise. 

I don't know for how more much time I stayed at that swing I just know I could  feel for moments that burning stare in me and after a while I left the park and started walking back to my aunts house.

Jeremy's POV:

3:20 p.m school was done for today and I was walking out the doors of this fucking hell...in 6 hours it would be around the time I found her in the floor of her bedroom...I am still mad at her, mom, dad, and me. If only I had-

"YO Jerrrrrr sup my man how you doing?"

I look up to my right to see Connor wearing a huge grin in his face getting into his car waving at me signaling to get closer. 

"Hey dude sup"

"Hey Jerr, need a ride?"

"Yeah that would be nice"

"Okay get in dude"

I quickly thought of it not really because I wanted to but perhaps cause I needed to or else I was gonna be a huge mess of anger tonight or I could be a huge chill drunk mess...the second option seems more appealing

"Hey you know what, can I hangout in your place before the party starts, you know to get the best drinks first" I said with a chuckle

"Wow man what a sudden change of attitude sure why not just don't get too wasted before the party starts"

"Thanks man I really appreciate it"

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3rd POV:

He couldn't tell if he would have felt worst with or without the alcohol. Sitting on the sofa in the middle of all the partying his mind traveled away of the living room far away of the smell of the alcohol, and the smoke from the burned cigarets. Memories swimming through his brain and his planned of using the drinks to forget backfired bringing memories and opening wounds leaving the image fresh as if not a second had passed since the day that traumatic event took place. He was knocking on her door yelling they where going to be late for her fault. No answer. He tried opening the door but it was locked, something felt wrong, an anxious feeling growing inside his chest and spreading through out his whole body . Thats when he began banging to the door for an answer or the door to be at least unlocked but nothing. The screaming, the banging, bursting the door open, the cold bath or fear and shock running through him when he saw her, the crying and pain...everything came back with those memories as if not a single second had gone past.

He couldn't take it anymore, he stood up quickly and began looking for a way out. Too many people, the sounds where too loud and all at the same time, everything was confusing and too much to take in he needed space and air. An overwhelming feeling took over brining his whole state into panic while he tried looking for a way out. Finally when he made his way through the front door he took in the air he so frantically needed. He gasped for a few moments trying to tranquilize his state as he slowly lower himself and sat down at the stairs of the porch. After a moment he was again calmed and a bit more at ease he stood up clumsily holding into the tiny thin pillar next to him. Looking down the street he began walking to that sweet comfort place that hold so many golden sweet memories that where like a treasure to him. That place that brought back the good comforting memories he needed, that place where he could clear his thoughts. That little park that as a child seemed enchanted but now had been left to rot. Still he went there the nights he seemed comfort and clarity and tonight of most nights was where he was in more need then ever. 

As he got closer to the forgotten park he saw a silhouette gently swinging in one of the swings. Still in his drunken state he tried to be as quiet as possible as he approach. He kneeled behind one of the outgrown bushes as he stalk in the darkness, watching her in the swings. His eyes glued to her sight. Millions thoughts at once, once again flooded Jeremys mind. "Why was she here?", "How did she know about this place?", "For how long has she been here?", "Has she notice my presence?" many more thoughts came into his mind as he continue to watch her from the distance. 

As he continue to stare her head turned around into his direction. Quickly Jeremy ducked his head in hopes she didn't notice him.  After a few moments he slowly brought his head up his gaze back again landing on her as she continue to swing with her gaze fixed in the sky full of stars. He looked up into the sky to watch the same mesmerizing view. This view never got old or boring to him. A sky that's been here forever watching humans all this years, seeing all their truths , pains, secrets, happiness, love, and grief. A sky with stars who are loyal companions to the lonely ones, he never got tired of their company and seeing her also finding the same comfort into this company made a foolish smile appear into his lips.

Both Liliana and Jeremy glared into the sky, her unknowing of his presence and him feeling a warmth grow inside his chest while even now in his calm state his heart was going faster and faster. After a while Liliana stood up and left walking past the trees and past the bush Jeremy has sitting behind of. He froze for a moments eyes going wide and his breath hitched. But she didn't even see him she walked by and his eyes followed her figure that began vanishing towards the exist of the park. Once she was fully gone he rose to his feet and walked into the swing she had been sitting just moments ago. He sat down looking up to the sky once again. Memories came back, back to when he was just a child with his sister how they would come all days after school when he had a bad day. She would pick him up and if she saw he had been again bullied she would say " Everyone is an assholes Jerry, even me, but you are not they don't deserve you." She would then get them both ice cream and pass all evening in the park until darkness arrived. He would swing so high in that swing he was sitting on, so high his sister would fear of him flying out of the swing, she sitting in the swing next to him eating her ice cream while they both laugh and talked. 

Jeremy began feeling that hot burning feeling in his eyes once again, trying to push the urge to cry away, a knot formed in his throat as he tried to keep the tears in the back of his eyes to no use as they began pouring down his pale face. In a moment he was wiping and sobbing, trying to keep a cold stare he continue looking up as the tears still where falling like rain. He looked down to his shoes than back to the moon wondering what would of happen if he had just-