FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE TOO LAZY TO READ MY AUTHORS NOTE(yes, I know you're out there) READ THIS: PRIOR TO READING THIS CHAPTER OPEN A YOUTUBE VIDEO WITH THE SONG Whispers in the Dark by Skillet AND LISTEN TO THE SONG AS YOU READ THIS CHAPTER
The flow of this chapter was inspired by that song and they are truly a complement to one another.
Hello my readers,
This is a story of loneliness and the hope that somehow there is something, somewhere, that can conquer that.
Actually this is about a belief in something. The belief in true love.
I've recently done an incredible amount of reworking on this story. The person and tense are changed to all match, I've added a lot more descriptive writing, a mountain more character development, and just in general I've cleaned up the entire piece so the flow is what it should be. It's been a long process and I would love to hear what you think!
I stand at the edge of the darkened road, head bowed, tears running down my cheeks. Why, I think, why does this always have to happen?
The storm around me roars and a gust of wind blows the falling sleet up to nip at my face. With a shiver I step further back into the feeble protection of the bus stop shelter. Why, my mind whimpers as I pull my hood further over my face and wipe at the hot tears that stubbornly continued to spill. Why am I always the one who ends up alone?
I hold myself stiff and straight for a moment, trembling all over, before I collapse onto the bench and fold my body forward; giving myself over to the tidal wave of pain I lose myself in the sobs. "Why", I gasp, "why am I never good enough? Why do I always fail? Why does no one ever want me? Why do I let myself care? Why god why? Why do I always have to be alone?"
"Why!" I shriek into my knees and the wind shrieks with me, "Why why why!" Wrenching sobs tear through my frame and I melt in on myself, "I just want to be loved." I whisper finally. "Please god, if there's someone out there who will love me with all their heart...who will fill this hole, who I can love, who can make me forget being left behind, being so lonely...send them to me. Please...I don't want to be alone anymore."
The blackness of the sky deepens above me and the clouds seethe as the winds howls grow exponentially, until it seems like the noise could pierce the stormy ceiling, until my corner of the universe is so filled the emotion, the sound, the moment that the very air screams with the stress as something reaches its breaking point.
I close my eyes in exhaustion and a tear, full of weary loneliness and broken hope, wells along my thick pink lashes, "please..."
The tear fell.