You know what I hate? Noise. Loud noises. What happened to peaceful tranquility? What happened to silence and enjoying nature’s wonders? What happened to the ocean vistas? What happened to the green grass covered with wild flowers that were saturated with colour? What happened to all that? I thought this as I sat on the park bench starring at the blossoms of a crab apple tree. A pink petal fluttered off one of the many flowers and landed beside me. I picked it up full of curiosity. I examined the flower. I then let go of it, and it sailed off with the summer breeze. The sky was blue that day. Not a cloud in site. Cosmos bloomed all around the bench and I could see monarch butterflies fluttering from flower to flower. I stood up, and saw him walking towards me. He had black shaggy hair and bright blue eyes. He wore a black shirt with black baggy jeans. I smiled and stood up from the park bench. I gracefully took a few steps towards him. He smiled back at me and took each of my hands in his.
“I’ve been waiting for you, Sebastian,” I said, looking into his crystal eyes. In them it was almost like I could see oceans and seas. Rivers, and Lakes, and everything this Earth used to be. I saw my happy place. My peaceful place. My ocean vistas. My fields covered with flowers. I felt at home in his eyes. He held me close. I heard his heart beat. A beat that I wanted to hear forever. He then brought his lips to my ear.
“Goodbye,” He whispered. I froze. He pulled away from me, and stared into my green eyes. I felt tears well up in my eyes.
“F-forever?” I asked, hopeful that I would be mistaken.
“Forever,” He kissed my forehead with his tender lips and started to walk away. He walked to the road where the cars drove by. He stopped and waited for his chance. Right before a silver caravan could zoom past, he jumped into front of it. Blood splattered on the windshield. The world seemed to grow dark. Blackness clouded up my mind. I fell to my knees and started to grieve. My paradise is gone. My life. My love. My everything. My arms that were my only supports started to quiver, and then collapsed. My heart felt as though it was sinking into my stomach. He’s gone. He’s gone. I took in a breath and stood up. No. He’s still alive. There’s still a chance. I whipped out my cell phone and dialed 911.
“Some one just got hit by a silver caravan, right outside Carlson Park. Please hurry,” I hung up the phone and shoved it into the pocket of my black jeans. I ran over to where he got hit. I had to hold my breath the smell was so bad. I tried to look away but I couldn’t. The impact of the car hit his side which seemed to cause his whole rib cage to collapse. He was still breathing. He reached out his hand, and took it in mine.
“Please don’t leave me,” I said with a sob. “Please oh please don’t leave me,” He smiled and then motioned me to come closer to him.
“I’ll always be with you,” He says as he places his hand on the left side of my chest. My heart.
“No! It can’t end like this! Stay with me! Come on Sab! Please oh please.” His smiled faded off his face as he dozed off into an endless sleep.