See any inspiration.
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Still Nick's POV
Anna and I stand transfixed, captured by the beauty of life.
"They seem to sparkle, don't they," I whisper to Anna.
"The glow of life," she says back, her words take to the air, spinning and leaping and twirling around the living, over calling their soft and loud talking and shrieks of laughter.
The sun reaches its height and begins to fall, everyone leaves to go to dinner. Talk about food fills the air as they walk away, they are going to my favorite restaurant. I start to follow them. Inches before my boundary, a yank on my sleeve pulls me back. Anna is standing there, old tears unwiped from her cheeks, new ones filling her eyes, daring each other to drip down her face. No one can ever run out of tears, not when sorrows fill the place of liquid to cry from. Not when you don't need liquid to live, not when you dead.
She ignores me, once I'm safe from harm's way. She walks back to her grave and falls in a heap, more tears arise from within. A deep struggle to cope pulling them up.
I hesitate, then run up to her, I wrap her frail body in a hug, "Shh stop crying. I'm here. It's okay."
I pull her into my lap, and rock back and forth to calm her. I repeat those words over and over until her tears slow and she looks up at me, "Always?"
"What?" I'm slightly surprised by her voice.
"You promise to be here always?"
I think about that question, "No, I can't promise."
She nods her head, "Didn't think so," and pushes herself out of my lap. She walks slowly as far away as she can from me, sits down in the grass a plucks a flower. She starts tearing the petals one by one, her tiny voice barely reaching my ears, "They miss me, they miss me not, they miss me..."
I want to run over to her and say I'm sorry, that I will always be here. But I can't. I can't promise something I don't know the answer to. I promised too many people in the past things that I'm not around to keep.
That was freaking AMAZING. I love this chapter (part 1 and part 2). The last part "I promised too many people in the past things that I'm not around to keep." Reminded me of Sorry. Now everytime I hear that song, I'll hear it with another meaning... But BTW, I don't get it. Nick will always be there, he can't go anywhere. And anna would be 17 years old if she hadn't died, she and nick wouldve been the perfect couple
FYIILNJ 2 years ago
@FYIILNJ
You're going to hear Sorry the way I hear it. That song inspired this chapter. I wrote the whole chapter so that I could write that ending.
JonasHouse09 2 years ago