The Raine

         Can you imagine being alone for all your life, and not really noticing until you find the person who filled the void? Only to have that person ripped away from you? If so you might have some insight into the life of Angel Moorefield.

         He had always lived his life in the happy little town of Portville. His parents happily married, they lived in a nice house, had two dogs. They had nice jobs, even Angel had a job, but yet in his life something was missing. He had lots of friends both at school and at his job. He had girls falling at his feet, but they were nothing more than meaningless relationships and the only reason Angel bothered with them was to keep from boredom.

         Yet, he was bored. Money didn’t make him happy, neither did the girls. His life was like a broken pencil, completely pointless.  He started to do poorly in school, was kicked of his sports team, even fired from his job. Drugs and alcohol ripped him from reality and let and fought for his intoxication. He stole, got into fights, but it didn’t matter, he didn’t care.

         One day as he was leaving his school to go get high on his way out he saw somebody new walk into his school. Normally he wouldn’t care but she seemed different so he stopped to take a second look. He noticed that she looked different from the other girls.                 

         Her hair was blonde with streaks of red on either side of her face. She had a ring in her lip, septum, and one in her eyebrow too. Her ears were also pierced multiple time. She had a thick black line of eyeliner under her green eyes and heavy black above her eyes. Her clothes were a black shirt with the word “The Human Abstract” written to look as if the letters were dripping with blood and beneath the letters a picture of people. A band he supposed. Her black pants were tight adorned with skulls and red plaid chains hung from them. Her shoes were grungy old converse, one black and one red. One set of laces green(the black shoes) and the other set pink checkerboard(the red).

         He had never seen anyone like her. Then suddenly she was in front of him staring up, nervously chewing on the ring in her lip.

         “Hey my name is Raine and I’m new here. I was wondering if you could show me around.”

         He nodded yes. In the months after they became best friends. He got his job back, his grades went up. Raine was happiness. A very simple thing., but none the less she was. Angel always agreed to anything his angel suggested. He never noticed how the other girls looked at Raine as if she was scum. He didn’t notice his friends no longer hung out with him. All he saw was rain.     

         He introduced her his parents but didn’t notice their looks of horror. When she left his house for her own that night, the door had barely shut when they started on him.

         “What were you thinking, brining that…… that…… trash here?’

         He was to amazed to respond. His parents forbade him to see her, He just smiled. They put him in private school, but it didn’t stop him from seeing her, he didn’t even try to hide it.

         Then one day he and Raine were riding in his car. It was a hot day and high School graduation was three weeks off. They were planning to go away together after receiving their diplomas. They had just began to move after the light turned green. Angel in the corner of his eye saw a truck speeding towards them. He turned to Raine and then BANG!

         Angel awoke to the sounds of a heart monitor and the worried faces of his family. He tried to sit up and upon failure he asked were Raine was.

         “I’m sorry son, but she didn’t make it.”

         He knew he hadn’t heard right, she couldn’t be gone. She was his life, his happiness, his love. She was so strong and he was so weak. How could she be dead? She was the force that held him up.

         He was released from the hospital two days before her funeral. He attended and many who knew him were un sure which was worse, his physical or emotional pain. After the casket was lowered into the ground he stayed behind. He placed a single red rose upon the dirt which underneath she lay. A symbol of their undying love.

That was two weeks ago and here I stand prepared to jump. I look down and beneath me lies the sea. In it I see her eyes in the water. Her breath in the peaceful motion of the waves. A tear drops from my eye, falls and corrupts for a single second the beauty of a wave. I look up and see her, with her wings her hands outstretched for me to come to her. All I need to do it take the step.