Dear Diary, I can't smile yet again. Life is way too normal. I don't really like normal. I want more. I don't know the 'more' that I want. Somehow I am never satisfied. I don't even feel like writing anything anymore. I have no inspiration. I wish you could talk to me. Talking makes me think new things. Everything is normal. Yet I can't smile. I
'Umph...Hey!" I saw his back as he collided against me. I thought I was alone with my thoughts. He came out of nowhere. Leaving me unanswered, he sat on one of the criss-cross stones by the river watching the endless abyss. This sudden awakening from the trance I was immersed in made the environment colder. Maybe it was already cold. How would I know when I was lost in the pain of normality of my life. Cool breeze blew my hair as I stood up from the fall. Taking one last look at the guy, I turned to leave for home..
"Sorry", he blurted hurriedly,"Didn't see you there. It's too dark. Plus who would come out in this shitty weather that too at the river. So I didn't expect anyone out here."
A sorry was sufficient. Why he explained himself like that, I couldn't understand. Also why the hell did I stutter! I couldn't understand this either. But then, his voice stuck in my head. His voice felt gentle yet arrogant. It reflected sadness yet excitement.
"Y..you are here." I responded.
This time he turned to me. Under the silvery moonlight, I could make out his rich choice of clothes but his face was still hidden under the hovering dark hood. I felt the urge to go sit beside him. Usually I am not like that. I might be amiable but I have always been careful around strangers thanks to mom dad's daily rant of world being a big dark scary place.
"Yeah well...", he shrugged, not bothering to look at me as I parked myself beside him.
Next quarter of an hour passed comfortably under silence with both of us watch the glittery water of river. I glanced several times at him curious about his thoughts at the moment. What could he be thinking? Yet I never once felt awkward in that silence. It was as if it was meant to be that way. Finally he spoke,
"Your phone's breaking the silence".
Damn, And I was thinking..nevermind. I rejected the call without looking at it. Maybe I didnt want to break the air.
"Ah! Sorry. Must be my mom. I am never this late home."
"Okay."
Jesus! I wished he would talk more. Only if he would shift a little and look at me, I could take his face in my memory. Only if...
" Smoke?" He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered me one.
"No." I replied. I had a lot of questions to ask. What is your name? What do you do? Where do you live? What are you doing here? Smoking kills.
"Don't you have a home?" Finally. His question made me wonder if I had a home.
"I do. Do you?"
"Yeah. If you call it a home." What...
He signed and abruptly stood up making his hood fall back. That's when I clearly saw his glowing face under moonlight. His dark eyes gave me the warmth of spring in wintery night. His messy chocolate brown hair followed each movement of the wind. I clearly remember his grim yet gentle expression warming me to stay away from him yet curiously urging me to know him more. I followed his reflexes and stood up facing him, he obviously towering over me. As much as I hated this phrase, it fit perfectly in that situation.
'You're pretty." Am i? I didn't look bad but definitely not pretty. I was slim built with medium height of 5'5 and pale skin. My 'dark' brown hair fell straight to my mid-back.
"So are you." said I.
He laughed. His laugh sounded sarcastic yet amused. To my eyes, it was the most mysterious laugh I had ever heard. Suddenly he moved forward and I couldn't follow his gestures until I felt something soft on my lips. I froze. Of-course I would freeze since I had noone in my life kiss me and catch me off guard that before. He moved slowly against my lips feeling everything and making me feel everything. I couldn't understand why I kissed him back when my mind was definitely screaming me to push him away and run. He cupped my face and pulled me closer leaving my lips with our forehead touching. We were breathless. Yes. It was not him and I anymore. It felt right to say 'We'.
"You should go." He said with clenched teeth while still holding my face.
"What?" I asked dumbfounded. I was still zoned out by his sudden act.
"Run. Leave! Run"
He released me to push me back. I could feel the fear laced with urgency in his voice. Yet I ran leaving him alone at the river. I ran till I reached my apartment. I closed the door, leaned against it and closed my eyes. I was breathless. That one spring night changed my entire normal life. I could feel the adventure coming. Yet I felt that was it. I had fallen in love with stranger who was screaming to stay away from him.
I ignored my parents in the living room and ran to mine.I sat at my study table to complete today's entry in diary when I remembered that I never collected it in first place. Ugh! I groaned and laid on my bed, revisiting today's events. But I could think of nothing but the enigmatic stranger. I wanted to know his name. Tell him mine. Shiya! Just sleep. Tomorrow new semester begins. New subjects. New life. You'll love it. That's what I told myself every time a new semester began or class changed. But things in Ordinaria never stayed the same. I grew up there, did my schooling, now college. This little city was beautiful yet boring for me. Little did I know that everything was going to get changed...
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