Chapter 1
I walked across the fallen door, to the next station. The place was in shambles. The station a sorry excuse for a subway. It was Sunday. Another Sunday before Monday.
The polished flooring of God knows what material, was like a sullen rock unyielding. Like gravity forcing me to the ground. If it weren't for Abernathy, I clicked my tongue. I would be able to fly by now. Suitcase in hand. I was heading to a new start. Somewhere I wouldn't be bothered. 'What am I?' I questioned, knowing full well what I am. 'Why do we walk?' My mind filled with pointless questions. A Woman stood nearby the tracks. Her coat was blue, pure blue. " Why are you here? It's late." The Woman with her eyes dark with dark circles that seemed to frame her eyes all too well. 'Could she not hear me?' I folded my arms in my own Grey blackish coat. I spoke, "Are you going to die today? Or do you plan on it?" The Woman shook her head side to side, it was a no then. "How about, you come with me.." Stuck in headlights her eyes widened. Caught a drift in her emotion, I froze. She didn't run, but she stopd on edge. She reached out her hand. I thought it was a hand shake, she held it instead. No smile. Just like a child. But more than that lonesome. I had already seen it lonesome. It's true, I was in the business of insight. I supposed it would be alright if she wouldn't speak much. The problem was, I would speak my mind. I had been a petulant man. They said I cared little for them; I chased after their fantasies. Though I was really searching for them. The person inside of them that would let the light grow amd flourish in this world. So they couldn't detest it.
'How long will you wait?' A question centered itself in my mind. I looked around for a moment only to find the girl, I called the Woman. The same features, the same impressions fell on me. When I had seen her. That's when it occured to me. I felt my hand loosed in my grip that was in hers. And then I allowed myself to hold on. 'She knows but from where?' Does she have the gift of insight? She just can't speak..
I turned to her. "Do you want to come with me?" She slouched as an unheard sigh escaped her. She gave a yes, with a nodd. I felt strangely an attraction. That had no matter here. I was here to help. Togother we, went on the sub. The feeling dissipating. I loosened my grip. As if knowingly she didn't do a thing oddly needy people did she didn't close her hand back into mine. Which gave me an ease. This girl was oddly considerate. I call her a girl becuase, she seemed wounded. It didn't make her not a Woman. She was an adult, I was sure of that when she gave her ID over to the clerk of the subway. When I mean Woman. I mean simply Adult. I have quite the issue with dog men, there's far too many of them. I found my hand holding hers again. The focus was in the connection. Without looking at her. I fell asleep before the clock reached 7 in the morning. She woke me up quite frankly. I was certain, she didn't want me to get ahead of myself. I'm glad they had reservations it meant, there was a sense of safety. I couldn't willingly be a fool, get carried away with her In a night becuase she had a sense of herself. It was competent it wasn't attractive in the known sense but respectable. Which I decided was more honorable then anything else. The self respect. The subtrain landed at a stop, makeing a monumental blow like whistle. In my mind.. for a moment. I started to drift off again. The Woman shook me by the shoulder. Heart beating nervously from fear. "What is it?!" I snapped. She grabbed my hand despite my petelunce and drug my arm along with myself who walked on toward her. My heart was smileing but my face suprised. It wasn't something any camera could capture unless one knew the person well. Becuase I spoke no words, and for reason I felt no reason to.
We were off the subtrain. In a place of sorts. I thought I only imagined. There was a bridge where train passed through. Yellow brick roads, that were actually red bricked walls that lead high and tall up. Across where people walked ahead. Words weren't needed. The motor cars passed by. A honk there or two there. It felt light.
The Woman grabbed my hand. I tore my hand away. Instead of looking right at me she kept her hand on my shoulder. She looked ahead at a corn dog vendor. Coily, I felt my brow waver. "Why? What might it ever be?" She looked at me giveing me "the look.." My heart in my ears again. "Okay, okay." I walked on ahead to the vendor. She joined standing beside me. I had already ordered. "Is there a reason you can't speak?" She opened her mouth. No tongue was given her, or rather someone stole it from her. I didn't feel pity but rather. My shoulders fell back. equal but dependable. I sought growth at first. This wouldn't be romantic. My demeanor changed senseing the inflection. Roommates we would be. I felt anchored down i felt it would deepen so the anchor inside of me. A role to have now. Would to be her roommate, and of that ask nothing.
