Success Story. By: Abbysis

Dedicated to: The QHHS misfit colorguard members

Midnight rain She couldnt sleep as the rain crashed against the roof, that harsh pitter-patter that incessantly kept going. She was engulfed in blankets yet none could warm her. So lurching up from her bed and slipping into her tennis shoes she decided to take a walk might as well she said sighing, hoping that that walk would tame her restlessness. So she walked through the cold house filled with noises of blaring televisions, sleeping cats, and the frightful rain. Approaching the door and turning the knob she stepped out into the storm, instant shivers sent up her spine. Clutching her arms to save her warmth she continued into the street, needing to walk into the dreadful night. After a minute of walking in the flooded street a young man appeared soaked and wearing nothing but jeans, a blue tee shirt and some drenched sneakers, his blue eyes gazing out from under his long black hair. Is that you Rakela? he shouted across the street to the young girl. Yes it is, but who are you? Rakela replied peering from under her hand, trying to make sense of the shape in front of her. Oh I see, the rain has made you forget me, its Enreek. He said as he crossed the street over to the girl in soaked lime green pajamas, her dark brown hair tied in a bun to prevent it from whipping her face as she walked. Yes, yes Enreek, but I thought you were supposed to be In New Jersey? Rakela said confusingly as she came face to face with her last love. Not anymore, I was there for about a month with dad for his work, but then things called for me to return to here, I guess my own unfinished business. Well Im glad that youre back, hopefully to stay this time, but what are you doing out in the middle of the night in this storm. Rakela said laughing for she already knew what his reply would be. I should ask you the same thing but Im guessing you long for the old days. Enreek smiled as he said this, referring to their old days of dating when both would sneak out of the house at night just to bask in the moonlight and in each others grace. Rakela smiled but came close to tears and said, Well I do love those days but it normally wasnt raining then, no I just couldnt sleep and it tends to be that a good long walk will cure my restlessness. Enreek why did our time together end? The breakup now seems like such a terrible blur. Yeah well we did have a great time but Im not sure either, but it seems that the main reason was that we both loved someone else, someone unattainable and I think the obsession is what tore us apart Enreek looked straight into her eyes, seeing the tears and raindrops intermingle and flows down her soft chaotic face. Yet even as Im with you now all I can think of is you, who did you think I was obsessed with anyways? she stared at the ground and continued to walk through the mud, wind whipping at her face. All Enreek could do was follow at her side as they continued into the night. Werent you falling for Daniella, your best friend? You talked about her all the time, even while you and I were intimate and whats so hard is that at first you wouldnt dare say her name but you got bored with me and brought the chaos of her into our love. He was close to shouting now as the gusts of wind picked up and he remembered the jealousy he had over Daniella. He wanted Rakela more than anything but it tore him up that the girl he thought he loved was fixated over another. I didnt think I was talking of her so much and hurting you by doing it, I just though we were growing apart and yeah Daniella understands me fully and you never seemed to try to be that way with me. So I subconsciously compared you two and shes everything Ive ever wanted and Im sorry if it seemed I was that way for you, but you werent that way for me. Though you truly are wonderful you just arent my wonderful. Rakela quietly said walking even faster now still clutching her arms and searching her mind over about her confused loves, she never seemed to feel safe with Enreek as she did with Daniella but she shouldve told Enreek that in the first place instead of leading him on and letting him love her so. Well I could see that you loved her more but I still wanted you, at least the you that at first seemed to love me, the you that would love me to hug you at any given moment. You tore away from me without explanation and thats why I decided to live with father hopefully the distance would make me forget about you but that proved to be impossible that why Im back here, to finish what I could never have. Enreek said, here lets go home were both soaking wet and my place is just around the corner. They drudged on in the storm and then rounded their way into his house. It was warm and familiar, and still filled with all Enreeks old things and even some of Rakelas. Rakela looked around the house and wondered what would happen now after the truth finally came out. Here take a shower and you can change into some dry clothes I wouldnt want you to get sick. You remember where the shower is right just down the hall and to the left. Take youre time and dont worry Ill have you home before sunrise. Enreek turned to Rakela holding some sweats and a large black shirt for her to wear, he smiled and she took them smiling back think that maybe things could get better between them. Rakela rounded the corner and turned into the bathroom. She set down the clothes, stripped down her wet pajamas and adjusted the shower temperature to a comfortable warm. As she stepped in washing away the rain she couldnt help but feel a false sense of security that quickly faded away into paranoia. Why is he being so nice to me after I broke his heart, it seems that I murdered him with my actions so why is he letting me into his house like this? She questioned his every action now, as none of it seemed normal but she just took it for her usual paranoia and inability to trust anyone maybe our talk helped things out. So she stepped out of the shower and grabbed the long and soft purple towel, drying herself off and then changing into Enreeks spare clothes. She turned to the mirror and stared at her reflection what was she really and what did anyone see when they looked at her, a horrible creature, and angel, a normal freak? She had no clue and so as she opened up the medicine cabinet, expecting to find a hair brush or some tooth paste she was startled as pictures of Rakela and Enreek fell out and littered the bathroom floor. Rakela picked some up and examined the old pictures, they seemed so happy yet so disconnected from each other. She flipped one over and some scribbles of words were all she saw, but the ones that stood out were DIE MY LOVE, DIE RAKELA FOR YOU NEVER LOVED ME. Instantly dropping the photo she backed away as Enreeks knocks filled her ears along with the pounding of her heart. No I couldnt have hurt him that bad it was only a year, it was only something to fill up time, someone to fill up my void for a moment. Why is he so insane, why? she kept thinking over and over then suddenly Enreeks gentle knocks became louder and harsher he wanted in. Rakela you alright, its been awfully long and I have some tea prepared for you. Please come out I promise you wont be sorry. Enreek said growing louder as he pounded on the door for Rakela to come out. When she finally did she smiled at him and hugged him pretending that she saw nothing so that maybe it was just nothing, nothing to worry about. But she was instantly wrong as he jabbed a kitchen knife into her side, she gasped and sank to the floor. Enreek grabbed her hair and kissed her lips for the last time saying, You lied to me all along and you never gave me a chance to love you properly, so that is why you must die for if you felt like a murderer then now you are the murdered. Heres your punishment and you will never allow anyone to love you and be hurt by you again, Goodnight my darling. He said in her ear then left her lying on the floor to die, his former infatuation now never able to occupy his mind. Then he left the room grabbed a gun took it to his head and pulled the trigger, suffering a different death than his former love now never able to suffer the chaotic infatuation of love.

Kami Aikens (abbysis) Quartz Hill, CA

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Copyright Kami Aikens (abbysis) 2006

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1. Christopher Conoley says:

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