Dying For You

     She looked at the letter that she held in her hands. Slowly breaking the seal, she remembered the last time that she received a letter as such. The memories longing unpleasant feelings. 'PARTY AROUND THE BLOCK AT 7 PM. YOU'RE INVITED', the note read. She checked the time on her cell, 6:17. She had an hour to prepare. Her brothers were going to be there, what's the worst that could happen. If she screamed wouldn't someone hear her? It was a street party, out in the open. 

     She arrived with a dress made from white fabric and vivid pink and turquoise zebra printed fabric. Her picky brown hair was neatly braided. Upon arrival, she located one of her brothers in a matter of seconds. She walked straight to him. He was talking on the phone with a cheerful attitude. She stood patiently for a few minutes for him to notice that she was there. He was so into his conversation it's like he forgot he was even on Earth. She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and a boy with milk chocolate skin, fine, thick black hair standing before her with his arms out. She recognized his face, someone she knew from long ago. "Hey!" She said cheerfully, stepping into his arms. He gave her a soft bear hug. Parting, he rubbed his neck as if he was nervous. "Hold on one moment," she told him. She turned back around to see her brother who still seemed like he didn't even know she was standing there at all. Forget it! She turned around and eyed the boy standing before her. He made a hand gesture, "walk with me."    She followed him through the few people that were around them. "I forgot your name. No offense, you know it's been a long time," he said. His walk... it was so indistinct. She loved it. It was weird, but she loved the way he walked so graceful as if nothing in the world could hurt him. She pondered her thoughts for a few seconds, "I can remember. I know it. What does it start with?" "It starts with a "'K'," he said, eying her. "What's the next letter?" He laughed, "I'm not going to spell out my name for you. It's Kevin though." "Right!" She turned her head so he wouldn't see her blush. He was attacking her, "What's yours?" "Mandy." "Right. Mandy, beautiful name." "Thank you," she said softly. A brown girl with very short, wavy black hair stood with a guy, leaning against a car. She waved at Kevin and he waved back with an awkward smile. "I hate when girls do that," he said, his smile had faded. "What?" "Wave at you when they're with a guy. Making you feel awkward as hell." The couple left. "I did want to hit that though." Did he really just say that in front of me? "I'm sorry, but I have to go now. Nice chatting with you." She began speeding off before she was stopped by someone grabbing her forearm. "Let's go somewhere and talk," he said into her ear. He was so close behind her that she could feel his body heat. She pulled away from Kevin's grasp. "Where to?" He eyed her some more, "Anywhere but here. We can go anywhere you want."

     They sat on the steps of a school's playground. The sky was painted pink and the clouds were drawn orange, it was beautiful. What was even more beautiful was the moment. Kevin could not stand still. Was he nervous? Every time he looked at her she felt like her skin was going to melt off of her bones. They talked for a while before he finally rested next to her. The breeze was chilly even though she put on a sweatshirt, she was still shivering. He was shivering also, though he had on no arm coverage. "I'm cold..." She said. He held out his arms, inviting her in. She was hesitant. He smiled at her shyness, "Want to cuddle?" "Yeah, you can come over here." "No, you come here." Feeling defeated by little of a fight she scooted over and was immediately wrapped up in his warmth. Whenever his hold became lazy she would huff and he would do nothing but squeeze tighter. He would put his head on her shoulder, then she couldn't help but feel the animated slowness of her breath. There was some type of connection going on between them and she loved it. He lifted his head and she turned hers, looking him in the eyes. She could feel the ethereal want between them. Should I kiss him? He bit his lip as she licked hers. Can't have dry lips. "You're mine now," he said, holding a firm grip on her arm. She huffed, "Can I get a say so?" "Yeah, I mean. It's what you want. Yes? No?... Yes?" She just smiled and nodded her head. "Yeah." Even though we just met after 3 years. "Yes!" He said under his breath, punching at the air with a fist. She couldn't help but wonder where he would take her in life. To happiness or misery? Only one way to find out. Right? 
    Her phone vibrated in her pocket and the hold in between them broke once again. She looked at her phone. There was a text from her brother. He couldn't get into the house without her key. "Well, I have to go," she said with a mellow tone. "Yeah," he replied. She began to walk away but stopped. I'm not about to let this moment die. She turned around, "Can I get a kiss?" He shrugged his shoulders, smiling. She bent over to where he sat and she gave him a kiss, but he pulled away in a good two seconds. "Oh, what a kiss," she said in a sarcastic tone. "Oh, you want more?" He pulled her down next to him and just like that her breathing wasn't on its regular tempo. Everything began to slow down. Even her heartbeat. Her eyes closed and the only thing she could feel was her heart pounding.

     She opened her eyes. Holding her brown hand was a chocolate one. She was breathing hard. It's like she hasn't been breathing forever. Her eyes moved over to a handsome figure with a single tear rolling from his right eye. He bit his lip, eyes as if he didn't believe what he was seeing. There they were, in a hospital room. A silent, all white room. There was nothing louder than the sound of their breaths. She slowly sat up, viewing all the wires going around her bed. He did nothing but stared. He held her hand in the tightest grip. "Ouch!" She tried to say, but her voice was painfully hoarse. "Shh. Don't speak," he said. Tears formed in her eyes as she reached over to hug him. She hugged him like she haven't seen him in forever. "What happened?" She whispered into his ear. "I'm sorry," was all he said.