I really wonder how you feel on these nights so alone

“if only you could see”

handsome girl; pretty boy.

Jan 13, 2009 || 1:39 AM || comment?

note: sorry, but I had this drifting in my head last night, so I'm gonna write it instead of the current piece. Hope you enjoy.

"What a dark and freezing night," he thought. Hands shoved in his jacket pocket, he walked along the path behind a row of houses. They were identical for the most part, the houses. He assumed their occupants were just as interesting. He had no clue where he was headed. Wherever his feet will take him seemed good enough. He finally reached the end of the path when he looked around. The last house had a fence around the back yard, the only one out of the entire row. He took another look around, then slowly walked to the house, to the gate of the fence. Another look around, and he tried to open the gate. It wasn't locked, and swung open with a piercing creak. He winced at this, but figured that everyone else was sleeping at this time. No need to worry...

Stepping into the secluded backyard area, he realized why a fence was put up. An in-ground pool was nicely centered, with lawn furniture placed for added relaxation. He walked up to the edge of the pool, and stared down at the water. The air was still, and he held his breath too. The water's surface was so still and clear that it was much like glass, smooth and solid and perfect. The floor of the pool was that nice light blue color, and it had been kept clean, and there was a diving board at the end. Why was it all so perfect? He unzipped his jacket and dropped it on the ground beside him. He wore a simple black shirt beneath, and he removed that as well. He kicked off his shoes, and unzipped his jeans. After tugging off his socks, he was left with nothing but his boxers. He moved slowly to the diving board, and stepped on, inching to the end of it. He exhaled and watched as his breath drifted away from him. Then, one deep inhale, bend of the knees, he launched himself off the board, and broke the surface of the water with his body, the severe chill piercing through him, but he continued to swim about underwater. His eyes were open and he thought they might freeze like that. He did a half spin to take a look at the world above him, he was now in that glass container of water, separate from the rest of the world in his own quite haven. He pretended now that he was alien to the above world, and attempted to break the surface. Almost reaching the surface, the last thing he saw, the wobbly figure of another, reaching out to him, desiring to make contact with the unknown. Then darkness.

On nights like this, she always found it impossible to get sleep. The world around her was strangely quiet while the thoughts in her mind were racing about. The darkness in her room did not add well to this, so she lifted herself out of bed and turned on the light. There was a desk with paper scattered on it, a book shelf filled to the brim, and porcelain dolls lined across its top. She looked at all of these things, none of them offering solace from her mind. A long screech broke the silence, and she turned to the window. Her room being on the second floor of the house, the window overlooked the backyard. She leaned her forehead on the window, and found the source of the sound. A guy, possibly her age or older, was walking towards the pool. She watched in confusion as he proceeded to take off his jacket, and dropped it on the ground. Then he removed the rest of his clothing save his boxers, and went to the diving board. "Is he crazy?" she said quietly, as she watched him step onto the board. Slowly inching forward, a pause, then a jump.

"Oh god."

Darkness gave way to light, but really it was just more darkness, but not from unconsciousness this time. Something that resembled a face hovered over his own, and he tried squinting to clear up the image. Slowly, the face of a girl came into clear view, and she seemed to be distressed. "Oh good you're awake.." she said, and he noted the worry in her voice. He tried sitting up, then he realized he was in a cocoon of blankets. "Don't move, okay? You need to stay as warm as possible. I would bring you inside but I can't really carry you...plus you broke into my backyard. What were you thinking?" He wasn't really sure what was going on, but he offered her a smile. "Well I'm glad you have a sense of humor, even when you've gone into hypothermia." A quick glance at himself, and he saw what he felt constricting him earlier, the blankets wrapped around him. There was also a small heater placed near his chest, powered by an extension cord. "I also called an ambulance, so they can make sure that you'll be okay. I don't want to take any risks...and don't worry. I'll just make up some story about who you are. So...you can tell me thanks later." He nodded, and she left his side for just a few moments, before returning with two paramedics, who then lifted him onto a stretcher. He heard her explain to them that he was her boyfriend, so they agreed to let her ride with them on the way to the hospital. She looked back at him as they lifted him into the ambulance, and he offered her another one of his smiles. She shook her head, then smiled back, and then got into the front of the ambulance, riding in silence, but her mind was still racing.

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