A Short Story: Never Gone.

A sequel to "A Short Story: Gone..." (link:

The days seemed long since the girl left.

The days seemed lonely since the girl left.

The days seemed empty since the girl left.

The starry night no longer shimmered.

Nothing new ever happens.

I worked with what I had.

I ate what I gathered.

I lived with only myself.

Nothing new ever happens.

I still see the door from time to time.

I knock.

I bang.

I scream.

I cry.

Nothing new ever happens.

I dream of her coming back.

I wonder what could have been.

I think of her as a goal to meet again.

I want to see her, even if for only one more time.

But nothing new ever happens.

Another night drew near.

I prepare my bed for sleep again.

Before I sleep, I go to watch the starry night.

Something was familiar.

The stars light the night sky.

It was peaceful.

It was empty.

I walk back to my home

But then light came from behind me.

I turn to see the cave burning brightly.

My eyes widened.

My heart stopped.

My body froze. 

Then,

I ran.

My eyes began to tear.

My heart began to race.

My legs were week.

But I still ran.

Around the turn,

There I saw,

A boy who had fallen from the door.

For a moment,

Pain rushed into my heart.

Frustration began to grow.

Anger came as well.

But, I had to push this aside.

This boy needed my help.

I carried him to my house.

I place him on the bed.

Then I sleep on the floor.

I awake in the morning.

The boy still slumbers.

All I could think of was his laziness.

The girl was fine after her appearance.

But, I shrugged it off.

I went to gather food for two.

I wish I had half the work.

But, I can't ignore the new guest.

I return and he is awake.

With confusion, he questions.

With calmness, I answer.

And now we are stuck together.

I show him the good plants to take.

He chokes on a bad berry.

I show him how to set a trap.

He hung upside down for an hour before I found him.

I show him how to row the boat.

Now we don't have a boat.

Then I began to cook.

He offers to try.

I said no.

Then he leaves.

I finish the meals and look for him.

I approach him near a fire.

A stronger fire than I made.

As I come closer I smell a sent.

A better sent than my meal.

Then he turns and smiles.

My meal is fed to the flies.

We eat the best fish I ever had.

We talk about things I never did.

The next day came.

We work to build a boat.

We created a better boat than planned.

We work to set a trap.

We caught the biggest boar I ever saw.

We gathered plants together.

We had the biggest harvest I ever came back with.

We became friends.

As the days went on,

I wondered if he would leave too.

He said he never would want to.

He said this place is nice.

This place is fun.

But, he misses his family.

So, we go to the door again.

We experiment.

We knock.

We bang.

We through rocks.

Then bigger rocks.

The rocks just broke.

Then we gave up.

As the time went by,

We begin to live as friends.

Best friends.

As the time went by,

He began to miss his family more.

Much more.

This time,

We worked hard.

We do all the same.

We knock on the door.

We hit the door.

Then he picks a rock up,

And it falls onto the door knob.

It didn't move.

But, a light begins to shine.

Right through the keyhole.

Then from the edges of the door.

And finally,

The door creaks open.

We look at one another with smiles.

He sees his family on the other side.

He begins to leave.

And I follow.

But then,

My feet stop.

My body freezes.

I can't move.

Not from an outside force,

but I discover something.

My friend turns

Waving for me to come.

I said no.

He asked why.

I said, "Because this is where I belong."

He looks at me,

And he sees it too.

We share a goodbye.

I said it was our last.

He said no.

"We will meet again."

The next day,

I sit on the beach again at night.

I listen to the silence.

I watched the dark sky with many twinkling lights.

Something was new.

Not just me.

But I knew,

We would meet again.

Author's Note

As said before this is a sequel.
The first part is here: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/SamaKieBlac/984822/

But as for this story, it moved away from the girl. And if you notice, all the main character does is compare the boy to the girl. But then, the main character begins to forget the girl, and the boy becomes his own character.

They can even be thought of as closer than the main character with the girl. This is just kind of going to the idea of, "Relationships may come and go, but friends will always be there with you."