Cecilia could feel their Eyes burning into her flesh. She hated being the center or things, having all eyes on her. The crowd watched her, as though she where an animal in a glass cage at the Zoo. Cecilia's heart thudded loudly in her ears, as she tried calmly to figure out what happened. Though, It didn't go as well as she had hoped, the taste of beer still lingered in her mouth, Her thinking had not yet cleared up. "I-I have to go" She choked on her words, and without a second thought pushed her way into the large crowd of people
For once in her life. Just another person in the crowd. As bodies mashed together, the smell of sweat, drugs and various alcohal filled her nose. She gagged, and coughed, the smoke that filled the room stung her eyes, and irritated her nose. She felt like collapsing, like just letting go of everything and just.. Falling. She couldnt explain it, because it hadnt happened before. Though she Quickly headed out the door, slamming it behinde her as hot tears now stung her eyes.
By the time he had found her, she was sitting on the corner of a curb thinking about something, anything, nothing. Why was it that all the memories of Amber came to her and not to someone else? Why was she put up for pain in place of such a beautiful gift? "You okay?" Mikey said as he sat next to her. "You left in a sort of hurry."
He began playing with the lose gravel of the road. Cecilia pulled her hands to her knees and propped herself up. She shivered a little, her tears dry on her face.
"Do you want me to take you home or something?" Mikey dropped his little rock buddies and looked full pledge on Cecilia.
"Do you want me to leave?" She whispered softly, her voice still weak from her tears.
". . . No." Mikey finally answered. "I want you to stay. I want you to have fun and not be alone."
"I think I have more fun alone. I don't have to worry about other people's opinions of me."
"You don't when you're around me."
For a moment a cool early Fall breeze took the stage and was the only sound between the two for the time being.
"I feel live at the cemetery. It's more of a home for me." Cecilia admitted. "It's like the dead understand me more than the living."
"Yeah. . . I know how that feels."
"Makes me wonder what use do I have with the living who don't understand me."
"I think this is the most I've heard you talking. Ever."
"I don't talk because no one understands. Why talk when you get no where? When what you say is a waste and the person is still clueless and dumbfounded to your statement." Cecilia found an uncanny confidence in talking to Mikey. She confided something in him no one knew about her. "It just. . . seems useless to talk when no one actually hears you."
"I hear you." Cecilia looked at Mikey.
His confidence intrigued her. Something about him was brave enough to walk on her terrain? Did he actually think her sullen world would go with his vivid life?
Cecilia payed her attention to the loose gravel once she was left speechless to Mikey's words. Only a few moments after, the rocks she had memorized were formed in a different pattern when another being came walking up. She had a feeling she knew who it was, she didn't want to look up. Why would he ever even want to be on the same planet as her let alone the same curb of a street as she was.
Frank sat on the curb next to Mikey, who was next to Cecilia. All three were silent as they just lived in their thoughts and the moment.
"Frank, hey." Mikey said finally. "Having fun?"
"What's that suppose to mean?" Frank's voice sounded muffled like a pressure was on his stomach.
Sure enough, when Cecilia glanced over at him, he had his stomach pressed to his legs and was looking at the ground. The feeling of the hot blade dragging across her skin leaving it raw burned at her wrist. She glanced down at her wrists, to see that there was nothing there, but the feeling still lingered as though it had happened. I cannot Stay Here
i Cannot Leave
Just Like all I Love
I'm Make Believe
Imagined heart
I disappear
Seems no one will appear here and make me real Who says you Can't Dig your Grave and bury Yourself too?
