A Midnight Romance

Just something I thought up before going to bed one day. Thanks to DrunkenFairytalex for the title idea.

I had always known my soulmate would end up being one of my best friends. My best friend being my soulmate, was all new to me. I relized it one night, while I was sitting with him down by the lake's edge. He had no pulse, no beating heart, but still, here I sat wrapped in his cold stony arms. They were my castle, and I the princess.

 

We sat together in this sweet surrunder, and savoured the few hours we had together. My heart fluttering the whole time and butterflies in my stomach. It felt so strange, but yet so normal.

As the night began to come to an end, my heart fell. I always dreaded the mornings, because as soon as that first spark of light peeked over the hill he would leave.

He kissed my forehead lightly, his cool lips leaving the most wonderful sensation, and then he dissapeard. He was gone to somewhere I couldn't follow.

I was left broken and lonely. Again.

 

During school the next day, I was far and unreachable. I walked with a deathly feel to me, and did not notice any of my surroundings. My friends became distant as I pushed them farther, and farther away.

It didn't matter, they would never understand anyway. Nobody would.

 

When the school day had ended, I headed straight for home. Not even stopping to talk to my friends. I took the same path as always. When I got home, my mom poped her head out from the kitchen. "Hi honey, how was school?" Her voice sweet as honey and so concerned, made me think once more about what I planned to do this evening. Instead of talking, I walked up to her and gave her a hug. I put as much feeling as I could into this particuliar hug, not knowing when the last time I would see her was. Then I walked up the stairs, her eyes starring at my back. I sat on my bed, and waited for the darkness to swallow the light.

 

Again as always, my amber eyes burned with the tears I tried to hold back, and again as always, I never could. The tears flowed freely down my cheeks until the last of the light was gone. I rose from my bed and staggered to my desk. Taking something from it and stuffing it in my pocket I left my room. I watched my steps carefully, avoiding all the creaks in the floor, so I didn't wake my mom. At the thought of my mom, I stopped to think again about what I was planning to do tonight. Finally I decided, tonight would be the night. I had to do this.

 

Now was the time that I would walk down to the water's edge, just to wait for it all to happen again. This time, though, it would not be repeated.

 

I walked slowly, feeling the rocks move beneath my bare feet. I breathed deeply, and slowly. I could hear the rush of the running water, and when I lifted my head, my breath was taken away. There he stood, by the river, his large smile plastered on his face. He held his hand out, and I took it. It was cool and hard, and I loved the way it felt on my soft, sweaty palm.

 

I closed my eyes, and let his arms wrap around me. We sat silently, listening to the gurggle of the water, and the chirping of the crickets. He moved a stray peice of my strawberry blond hair, and tucked it behind my ear. A shiver was sent down my spine at his touch. Before I knew it, the sun was threatning to come out.

 

Now was the time, if I didn't do it now, I never would.

 

I shoved my hand in my pocket, and pulled out my knife. It gleamed in the morning light, it looked so inviting, and yet so evil. I took one glance at him, he had already begun to leave. "Please don't leave without me" I croaked, the first time I had spoken in weeks. My voice sounded frail and old. Still he didn't stop.

 

Why wasn't he waiting, didn't he love me?

 

"Please?" I pleaded, and the tears began to build in my eyes again. He smiled, holding out his hand to me again. I took one quick glance at the knife, and then turned back to him. Time seemed to slow down as I took his hand and plunged the knife into my chest.

 

I fell to the ground, facing the water. It was calm and soothing, like a lullaby. Tears spilled from my eyes, and ran down face, falling off the tip of my nose, mixing with the blood that surrounded me. As my body became cold, I felt the last of what was left of me fade away. One last smile, danced on the corners of my lips, and I surrenderd.

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[He@ther!]

Excellent job!!:) Very romantic and sad, but in a good way:)

[☮]

Wow. This is intense. This would make for a great short film.

[Moonblade]

Intense. The forbidden love, such a marvelously delicious topic. One that can and will be revisited countless times throughout the history and future of literature. I really enjoyed your take on it, I always love a good story of a child of the night entranced with a child of the light. The ending seems so tragic, and yet strangely happy. Brilliant work.

[+xDrunkenFairytalex+]

WOW! That was beautiful! I think you could title it.. maybe.. "One last smile" or "Midnight romance".. something of that sort. Or try to make it have something to do w/ a cold love..
Hope I was of some help.
My time was very well spent while reading this.
Major kudos!