∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆
•The adrenaline was the one acting when I asked Adalyn to stay a little more. It's not that I regret it, it's just that it surprises me. Never in a million years I would've acted like this, but it seemed that she showed me a side of myself I didn't know yet. A confident and decision-making person.•
"Don't you find it hilarious?"
"What?" I asked out of curiosity
"The fact that we barely know each other and still decided to be late; again only to get to know each other more."
"I'll have to admit this is some kind of gold comedy right here." I said sarcastically
"Agreed!" She said laughing
"So about what you asked..."
"Oh yeah I almost got distracted and forgot.'
" Something horrendous happened two years ago, I was only 16 at the time and didn't know what I was doing. I acted without taking into into consideration the consequences. After this, I disappeared and never came back. The last thing I want is to go to Seattle to confront my family about it. It was all my fault and I get it but I feel like they are just going make it worst."
"Well I guess we are both stuck in situations we would've prefered to avoid"
"So are you not going to ask?" I asked confused
"Ask what?"
"What was the incident?"
"I was going to..."
"And...?"
"The way you said it made me think you would've prefered to keep it to yourself and not share it." She said while raising her shoulders
"You really are peculiar!" I said while giggling
"Why is that?" She asked teasingly
"You respect people and their private life which is a quality many people lack." I said before rolling my eyes
"Trust me I know that for a fact!"
"You are an incredible person Adalyn."
"Thank you so much." She said while blushing
"What happened that time is indescribable, it was horrific and if I wasn't being childish... My sister would still be alive" I said before turning to Adalyn and seeing her eyes wide opened. After the realisation that I said this without even thinking, I was shocked too.
•After a couple minutes of silence, I decided to explain what I meant exactly•
"I'm sorry this is not what I meant... Not exactly!"
"If you could please clarify things I think it would beneficial for the both of us." She said while smiling
•I took a deep breath before telling her the entire story,I was 16 and just wanted to somehow experience new things. I got incredibly drunk and refused to come back to my house. It was at least 3am and the only person worrying about where I was, was my sister. Her name was Liliane, she was 19 at the time and instead of leaving me to die slowly alone, she risked her life and rushed to come pick me up. I kept hanging up whenever she was calling, I knew she was near since I saw her car.•
• Being the idiot I was, I hid in some bushes and then suddenly I heard a loud noise, almost like a crash. I fell onto my back due to the shock of the piercing sound. I got up barely able to have a minimum of balance. I approached the car and I saw something I will never forget.
Her head had collided with the steering wheel, the window had shattered and looked like cheap diamonds dispersed all around the area. In between those pieces of glass were pools of blood, the horrifying view made me speechless as I felt tears stream down my face almost like a river.•
• I had lost all hope of her being alive but I didn't give up, I grabbed my phone and called an ambulance. My voice was shaky and I was trembling like a leaf but the worst is that I couldn't do anything. I sat there, next to her body and cried. When the ambulance arrived, they took me away from her and asked if I was okay, in the distance was a man, carrying Liliane out of the car and when I saw that he was shaking his head as a sign of disbelief, I couldn't hold it in anymore, I screamed and wished I was the one who died. To this day, I still wish that I could have been the one who suffered instead of her.•
•The sun had already risen at this point so I went directly to my house, when I entered I saw none other than my parents crying in agony asking why their little daughter died. I knew I was the one to blame so I quickly went upstairs in my bedroom and packed all my stuff. I grabbed all the money I had and simply wrote on a piece of paper 'I am sorry, it was my fault' and swiftly climbed out of my window and started running towards the nearest train train station and disappeared.•
•My parents didn't say a single thing and let me go on my own. I could tell they hated me more than anything. After some time they tried to contact me by telling me they didn't want to loose both of their daughters but I knew that I was not that big of a loss to them. Liliane was everything I was not, studious, loving, talented just perfect! Oh how much I wish it was me that ni-•
•Before I could even say anything else, Adalyn hugged me. Honestly it was everything I needed, especially right now. During this heartwarming hug, I could feel a tear roll down my cheek while Adalyn was whispering that it was okay and that it was not my fault. She looked at me and smiled. She then proceeded to ask if I wanted to go the nearby cafe which formed part of the station to calm down the atmosphere. I gladly agreed and off we were to enjoy a hot drink due to the freezing weather. We were silent and just enjoyed the coffee. I hadn't told anyone the entire story apart from Julian and Adalyn but something about her was comforting, it's like I could tell her everything without having to fear about judgement or denial. She is special; really special•
∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆•I was dumbfounded by what Margot said but at the same time I had to show empathy towards her situation. Losing a loved one is not the easiest path to go through, it may even seem impossible but some aspects of life only show the awful side of it, I can easily tell that Margot is a tenacious and independent person but the simple fact of mentioning the unfortunate accident of her sister could bring her down to the lowest form of herself. We were at the coffee shop and Margot just stared blankly at her coffee which I understand. Sharing this story with someone you barely know is tough and yet she had the courage to do it. She trusted me and I can't make her regret what she did.•"So about what you said, I want you to know that I can comprehend the fact that it destroys you, that telling me mustn't have been easy and I want to thank you for trusting me."•I could already see a smile on her face after what I said and
∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆It would be no surprise if I told you we missed the 09:30 a.m train. What is surprising is the way we missed it. For once it was not our decision; well not entirely.I was abnormally getting lost in Adalyn's blue ocean eyes which were the polar opposite of mine; mine were a regular dark brown but she seemed to like them a lot since she complimented them at any given chance. The way she describes them resembles a description from a book.She described them as darting back and fourth, shining in the sunlight. They were a deep, earthy brown - the color of the earth after torrential rains. But there was something else in them, something glistening. Glistening like an old copper penny being examined in the warmth next to powerful flames that were licking the safety glass door of an old fireplace.Her inspiration most probably comes from her wide knowledge and desire of reading every second of h
∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆I could tell by the way Margot squinted her eyes that something was up and I had an eery feeling it was not the most joyful thoughts. I asked what was up with a convincing tone that should make her realize that I had noticed her not so happy face. She simply looked at me with a frown look that read 'I don't see what you are talking about' and just like that, it is almost as if lighting struck her and she quickly flashed one of her signature dimpled smile and dismissed my statement.I shook the thought out of my head when she continued to list reasons on why a divorce can be beneficial. Most of them were reasonable and made sense but I was still stuck to the denial stage which consisted on remaining calm with a deadly silence. At least this is how my father describes my attitude.Not noticing that it seemed like I gave the cold shoulder to most people was not the issue. The real one was my
∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆I was reluctantly over thinking Adalyn's offer. Help? I had grown up overcoming my struggles with the help of none other than myself. So when she offered her help, I was more than skeptical. I politely declined with no specifications on this conclusion and I could easily tell that Adalyn was not having it."You've helped me so much with my issues and I obviously feel the need to do the same." Adalyn insisted"No don't worry about that! It's totally fine.""What I need to worry about is the fact that you always refuse help from everyone and honestly an explanation wouldn't hurt anybody."I sighed. She was right after all, my parents had teached me from a very young age that if you want to have a hero to get help from then look into the mirror because one day everyone will leave.My father is a dreamer who nonetheless doesn't let his coping mechanism consume him.
∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆The souvenir is far back from college but it is almost as if it occured yesterday since I remember every minor details as clear as day."You did what?" Isaac asked in frustration"It was not even that obvious!" I tried my best to defend my cause"I don't know if I should thank you or hate you to death." He said grabbing my shoulders in his wide hands and shaking me a little almost as if he wanted me to realize the situation.I only blinked in confusion and looked at him in the eyes confusion written all over my face. Trust me I was more than down to earth than ever when I accidentally gave a hint to Amber that Isaac might or might not like her in some sort of way. I wouldn't say I am clueless but...Okay, maybe I am clueless in some situations but this is the magnificent results of the lack of human interactions.I was sitting at lunch with Amber
∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆I was dumbfounded by what she just asked. Not that I feel uncomfortable with this question, far from that. It's just that the last person I was expecting to tell me this bluntly is Adalyn.She had a blank expression on her face. Her eyes being the only source of glimmer and light on her naturally pale face. Surprisingly, the colour and shine didn't cover up the fact that they were blank; no feelings whatsoever. There was something else in them that I couldn't quite catch.I was always the talkative type but Adalyn somehow managed to make me speechless at any given situation. Her coldness and bluntness makes you shiver with just one glance but I know her better than that. She has warmth; a lot of it, but it is hidden behind multiple walls made up of deception and numbness.At that moment all I could manage to say is"I'm sorry what?""A woman." She
∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆We began to walk quite slowly towards our destination when I realized that we would never get there on time at this rate. With some sort of unanticipated burst of courage, I lightly tugged on Margot's arm and began to increase my pace.I could tell by the priceless look on her face that she was far from expecting this.We were almost the same height but the favoritism of me being taller made it slightly difficult for her to keep up."Slow down missy!" She whined which only made me chuckle at her choice of her words and sarcastic tone of voiceI obliged and moderated my motion. Margot momentarily exhaled and looked at me in disbelief. I came to a sudden stop at the view in front of us. The gigantic oval shaped building with huge glass windows and modern aspect. I missed this place so much, the thought of being here again instantly brought a wide smile to my face."This is... Incredible!" She exclaimed"Wait until you see the inside." I said more than eager at the tini
∆Margot's p.o.v∆My curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't help but ask who could possibly be Adrianna. It could be anyone. Her mother, a cousin or even perhaps a friend she cherishes a lot. My thoughts were all over the place and all I needed was one thing, one simple word. Answers. I did not want to seem excessively intrusive so I tried my best to not seem bothered by the fact that at no moment, Adalyn mentioned a certain Adrianna."Who is this... Person...?"All sorts of emotions filled Adalyn's eyes but confused overcame everything. Why would she be? All she needed to say was who Adrianna is. I did not need any detailed explanation whatsoever. I decided to give her some time but my impatience was growing each second. A personality trait I got from my beloved mother. "I- I'm sorry I forgot to um say- that- um she is... Um-""It's okay take your time." I said even though my fingers repeatedly tapping the silver buttons of coat showed the contrary of my previous statement.She t
∆Margot's p.o.v∆ Where was she? It had been quite awhile since Adalyn excused herself to go somewhere. Obviously I was most probably over reacting but then again I had a horrible feeling about it. I could feel it in the deepest crevices of my gut. I sighed out of frustration and decided to go check, just in case. I pushed open the doors which apparently they have some sort of tendency to make abnormally heavy and all I could manage to do was stay speechless for a split second before reality gave me a good slap. The tap was open thus emerging the bottom of the sink and slowly forming a pool of water on the floor. Adalyn. She was, well, unconscious. Her body laid on the floor and the water was creeping up to her left hand. Saying that I was mortified would be an understatement. I rushed towards her and I was quite confused. A faint smile played on her lips. The type of smile which occurs when you feel free and finally away from all of your worries. It was barely noticeable but was sti
Adalyn's p.o.v∆I gradually grew accustomed to blabbering about Adrianna. I used to be afraid to talk about her, by fear that the latter listening to me would be judgemental but what did I ever have to be worried about with Margot. She was so open minded and always tried to understand the situation as much as she could to help someone else. It brought back so many memories, so many I wish I could remember forever and some that I could put six feet under. People judging you for no specific reason or even thinking that the world revolves around them, that they have the right to do anything. When clearly; they don't. Having such a detailed opinion on everything can sometimes help and sometimes be a burden. You want to speak up and say what's on your mind but you feel confined to keeping eveything to yourself. It was like that for me since childhood. If I'd have to write it all down, it would take me decades. So I just keep quiet which is one of the tragic side effects of having opinions.
∆Margot's p.o.v∆My curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't help but ask who could possibly be Adrianna. It could be anyone. Her mother, a cousin or even perhaps a friend she cherishes a lot. My thoughts were all over the place and all I needed was one thing, one simple word. Answers. I did not want to seem excessively intrusive so I tried my best to not seem bothered by the fact that at no moment, Adalyn mentioned a certain Adrianna."Who is this... Person...?"All sorts of emotions filled Adalyn's eyes but confused overcame everything. Why would she be? All she needed to say was who Adrianna is. I did not need any detailed explanation whatsoever. I decided to give her some time but my impatience was growing each second. A personality trait I got from my beloved mother. "I- I'm sorry I forgot to um say- that- um she is... Um-""It's okay take your time." I said even though my fingers repeatedly tapping the silver buttons of coat showed the contrary of my previous statement.She t
∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆We began to walk quite slowly towards our destination when I realized that we would never get there on time at this rate. With some sort of unanticipated burst of courage, I lightly tugged on Margot's arm and began to increase my pace.I could tell by the priceless look on her face that she was far from expecting this.We were almost the same height but the favoritism of me being taller made it slightly difficult for her to keep up."Slow down missy!" She whined which only made me chuckle at her choice of her words and sarcastic tone of voiceI obliged and moderated my motion. Margot momentarily exhaled and looked at me in disbelief. I came to a sudden stop at the view in front of us. The gigantic oval shaped building with huge glass windows and modern aspect. I missed this place so much, the thought of being here again instantly brought a wide smile to my face."This is... Incredible!" She exclaimed"Wait until you see the inside." I said more than eager at the tini
∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆I was dumbfounded by what she just asked. Not that I feel uncomfortable with this question, far from that. It's just that the last person I was expecting to tell me this bluntly is Adalyn.She had a blank expression on her face. Her eyes being the only source of glimmer and light on her naturally pale face. Surprisingly, the colour and shine didn't cover up the fact that they were blank; no feelings whatsoever. There was something else in them that I couldn't quite catch.I was always the talkative type but Adalyn somehow managed to make me speechless at any given situation. Her coldness and bluntness makes you shiver with just one glance but I know her better than that. She has warmth; a lot of it, but it is hidden behind multiple walls made up of deception and numbness.At that moment all I could manage to say is"I'm sorry what?""A woman." She
∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆The souvenir is far back from college but it is almost as if it occured yesterday since I remember every minor details as clear as day."You did what?" Isaac asked in frustration"It was not even that obvious!" I tried my best to defend my cause"I don't know if I should thank you or hate you to death." He said grabbing my shoulders in his wide hands and shaking me a little almost as if he wanted me to realize the situation.I only blinked in confusion and looked at him in the eyes confusion written all over my face. Trust me I was more than down to earth than ever when I accidentally gave a hint to Amber that Isaac might or might not like her in some sort of way. I wouldn't say I am clueless but...Okay, maybe I am clueless in some situations but this is the magnificent results of the lack of human interactions.I was sitting at lunch with Amber
∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆I was reluctantly over thinking Adalyn's offer. Help? I had grown up overcoming my struggles with the help of none other than myself. So when she offered her help, I was more than skeptical. I politely declined with no specifications on this conclusion and I could easily tell that Adalyn was not having it."You've helped me so much with my issues and I obviously feel the need to do the same." Adalyn insisted"No don't worry about that! It's totally fine.""What I need to worry about is the fact that you always refuse help from everyone and honestly an explanation wouldn't hurt anybody."I sighed. She was right after all, my parents had teached me from a very young age that if you want to have a hero to get help from then look into the mirror because one day everyone will leave.My father is a dreamer who nonetheless doesn't let his coping mechanism consume him.
∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆I could tell by the way Margot squinted her eyes that something was up and I had an eery feeling it was not the most joyful thoughts. I asked what was up with a convincing tone that should make her realize that I had noticed her not so happy face. She simply looked at me with a frown look that read 'I don't see what you are talking about' and just like that, it is almost as if lighting struck her and she quickly flashed one of her signature dimpled smile and dismissed my statement.I shook the thought out of my head when she continued to list reasons on why a divorce can be beneficial. Most of them were reasonable and made sense but I was still stuck to the denial stage which consisted on remaining calm with a deadly silence. At least this is how my father describes my attitude.Not noticing that it seemed like I gave the cold shoulder to most people was not the issue. The real one was my
∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆It would be no surprise if I told you we missed the 09:30 a.m train. What is surprising is the way we missed it. For once it was not our decision; well not entirely.I was abnormally getting lost in Adalyn's blue ocean eyes which were the polar opposite of mine; mine were a regular dark brown but she seemed to like them a lot since she complimented them at any given chance. The way she describes them resembles a description from a book.She described them as darting back and fourth, shining in the sunlight. They were a deep, earthy brown - the color of the earth after torrential rains. But there was something else in them, something glistening. Glistening like an old copper penny being examined in the warmth next to powerful flames that were licking the safety glass door of an old fireplace.Her inspiration most probably comes from her wide knowledge and desire of reading every second of h