#01
|Willowâs POV|
Iâm tired... So tired. My breath were short as my heart felt like exploding. But why? Why are my legs still trying hard to catch up with him? The boy who stole my most precious treasure....my heart.
The winds blew hard on my frail being and rain soaked my white gown for this so called magical dance. I wore it to make him happy. To see that shining gleam in his eyes when heâs happy. Heck, Iâve even worn my momâs locket for our special night. Yet, he ran away. He looked nothing like the boy i loved. The menacing look he had as he pushed me on the rocky pavements still sent shivers down my spine.
Gravity kept tugging me to the ground until finally, i gave in. Everything that had happened started piling up on me. Making me feel thousands of ton heavier than ever. By this time, i wasnât even crying anymore. I felt nothing.
Not even my scraped knees and sore ankles gave me any idea of their presence anymore. The pouring rain got heavier and harsher making my skin tingled with every drop that hits. The cold was now beginning to feel really inviting as if calling me to just let it in. My body began feeling lifeless but moved on its own accord to a place i held dear.
The old bridge behind the small trees by the park held a lot of memories of my past. I found out about this place when my parents took me and my brothers here and surely enough, it became our place. Iâve always loved how the place would shine brightly with the sun setting behind the mountains. The flocks of geese that always enjoyed the fresh clean water of the river and even this rickety unfinished bridge was charming in its own way.
The stories mom would tell of her meeting with my dad here were the best. We would sit at the edge of the bridge just a little away from the rotten and falling planks and listened to our parentsâ beautiful love stories. Zack and Will would always complain about the stories becoming longer everytime itâs told but i loved it more. I can tell they loved it to but well u know boys. From far over the distance you can see a waterfall with rainbows and trees decorating natureâs beautiful creation.
This was the last place i ever seen us together and also the last place i had a chance to see them smile. The last place i could catch the intoxicating cinnamon smell from Dadâs cologne and the sweet lavender from Momâs shampoo. The last place we sang and played together.
Itâs only fitting that this be the place where i meet my end. I slowly took off my newly bought beige colored heels and climbed up the handrail. It wobbled a bit under my weight and i felt glad. Lightning began dancing in the sky and thunder started choiring from the distance. Due to the fascinating heavy rain, the river below me kept splashing and growling as if getting hungry for a new meal.
Thought of my beloved once happy life started making its way into my mind and warming me from the inside. Those were fun times but now i need to let go. All of that is far away now. Just some distant memories of a girl i can never be. The girl whoâd always smile though her knees were bleeding. The girl whoâd stick to be the tough and cheerful for others. Thatâs not me anymore.
Cold air kept blowing behind me as if trying hard to topple me but not trying to show how desperate it wants me to fall. âWillow!â A voice came from the distance sounding like a whisper. It sounded familiar but when i turned, nothing was there. No one rather. People like me, thereâs no one out there whoâs gonna care much if we were gone. Theyâll just be delighted. I shook my head like it was just a lame joke.
I took my last breath with the humid air surrounding me and plunged into the dire waters below. Darkness and the cold waters swallowed me up in mere moments. I crashed into rocks, fallen branches and felt a searing pain from my cuts and Iâm pretty sure my head is bleeding now. The water below me shone red everytime lightning falshed in the sky with thunder clapping so loud my ears felt like exploding. A stranded branch found its way to my side and punctured my skin and ripping my dress in the process. I gasped in pain and found myself conscious about the danger around me.
Regret crept her b****y hands and me and i felt scared. My body shook from the cold water and i felt numb all over. I tried clawing to the surface but my body wonât move and i kept sinking and sinking and sinking no matter how hard i tried. The current kept pulling on the hem of my dress making mesink faster.
I tried calling for help but everytime my mouth opens, water would gush in. My lungs burned for air and i started choking before coming to a still. It really was my ends meet. Is this how dying feels like? Is this how mom and dad felt before their time came? A part of me felt sad that i died but the other felt glad. Sure Zack and Will would be sad but at least theyâll have lesser burden. Maybe even Andrew, my Andrew would be sad. I hoped he would.
âWillow!â Whatâs that? Is someone calling me? Heck maybe itâs my imagination. Splash. Ok this is weird. Canât i just die in peace?
I felt tugging around my waist and a few moments later cold air engulfed around me and the taps of raindrops on my skin became evident again. I wanted to scream and struggle but i guess my body was drained. I felt pressure on my chest and i was lying on something hard. Ground? Maybe Iâm sinking to the bottom but why does this feel too uncomfortable. I felt heavy but something was going on i felt like coughing and i did.
My nose felt on fire and my chest hurt. I tried opening my eyelids as hard as i could just to see the cause of an annoying pain on my cheeks. My eyes got lighter with the passing second and i managed to get a glimpse of a crying William by my side slapping my face. It hurts so bad i think Iâll beat him up about it later.
Later. Hmm? But i died. Didnât i?