Past. Present. Future? [Wattys 2015 ]

Chapter 1 : Reality

On the 12 of January 2015 the  headline of a local newspaper, Localized read:

Drowning shocks locals .

Martin Mayfield  a 16 year old  boy was found dead in the early morning of  Sunday  11 January 2015 in the  local  gyms swimming pool. 

The police have confirmed that after a party that Martin attend on Friday, he was seen leaving the party alone at about 20:30. It was said he was going for quick swim at the gym .

After speaking to Detective Ed Holmes, who is handeling the case,  it looks like a suicide.  No more information was given as the case is still under investigation. 

Martins father Michael Mayfield  is the  owner of the gym and said  that Martin was always allowed  admission from the night guard Trevor Daniels(19) . Trevor said that Martin looked a little bit out of it, and  from what he saw, Martin may have been tipsy when he came for the late night swim that fateful  evening .

The scholars and  teacher from High School  South Cambridge,   are truly saddened by the loss of  their fellow pupil and the  schools swimming star,  Martin Mayfield.

We will report if there is any further information.

Roselin's P. O. V

I have been reading this article repetitively ever since it was published. The repetitiveness of the task made me feel sane . Today, Tuesday 20  January 2015 I could recite that article word for word.  There has been nothing new about the case.  I just wished I could have foreseen that he was bout to commit suicide.  I wish I saw the warning signs.

There is no doubt that I was devastated.  We were almost 3 years solid.  Yet the universe had its own ideas.

Never again will I :

Feel his strong arms embrace me.

Hear his laugh.

Get loss in those  blue-gray dreamy eyes.

Run my hands through his thick  golden blond hair. 

Smell the mixture of chlorine,  spearmint and English Blazer,  the smell I've  come to love.

I won't hear you speak the words that made my heart skip a beat each time Martin said it.

His smile flashed in my mind "I love you Martin " I smiled through the tears. " If you can hear me Martin while you're looking down from above I want you to know that I'm sorry and  I love you Martin for infinity and 2 years" I whispered  so that darkness could carry my message to the star, Martins star .

I just wished I could remember what at  the party.  I'm sure I never drank anything that night that contained alcohol .  I wasn't drunk but why can't I remember.

I looked at the time on my phone.  Trying to avert my eyes from the lock screen picture of me and him, 23:43. I got to get some sleep tomorrow is the first day of school for 2015 .

I uncapped the white bottle with the label, Benadrict, that contained  sleeping pills. I had been having trouble sleeping and my Father is a doctor of some sort, he brought me these sleeping pills .  I let two capsules fall  out into my hand.

I took the white and blue capsules and swallowed them dry.

I rested my head on  the purple tear stained pillow,  I prefer not dreaming because darkness and nothingness is better than the  happy memories with Martin, that would overwhelm me with sadness  .

Before the pills started working  I remembered "Sleepy Sleepy Dreamy Dreamy once woken troubles gone "  the words my Father always told me whenever I had trouble sleeping.  His own made up lullaby...

*************

I hope you like this book and OMW I actually started a book....