Ch. 1 : Raindrops

2009-07-07T03:02:07Z

The first chapter of my original story. :) Meet Serena, and her weird sister Reina everyone! lol

Chapter 1: Raindrops
Theme Music: "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield
Other suggested listening: "Cool Thing" by Rascal Flatts
Synopsis: Serena is plagued by strange dreams that keep her up through the night.

Raindrops

“Feel the rain on your skin,

No one else can feel it for you…”

– Natasha Bedingfield, “Unwritten”

“It always rains here at night… like the sky cries in the dark for the ones we’ve lost…” The thoughts drifted absently through Serena’s head as her charcoal blue eyes looked out at the rain. She’d long ago become accustomed to the soft patter of the drops on the roof, and took relief in how it had drowned out and washed away her own tears on those nights when everything became too much…

That’d been a long time ago… nearly a year had passed since she’d cried herself to sleep with that sharp, empty pain in her heart…

“It is almost as if the angels are telling us that we are not the only ones who are sad at the passing of life… As if they’re saying that they, too, weep for the loss and for those left behind on Earth…”

Now she found herself up late on nights like this one, thoughts plaguing her restless mind… And when it rained, like tonight, she let it be her inspiration… When she couldn’t sleep, and she refused to allow herself to fall victim to the pains of the past and cry, she sat in her bay window and let her pencil run across the pages…

“Perhaps it is that they understand our pain…? Not often do others in this world understand what another individual goes through in his life. But the gods and the seraphs see all, know all…”

Sometimes she sketched, drawing the images that filled her mind late at night… The faces of her dreams and places she wanted to go. Other nights, it was not pictures that plagued her restless mind, but words. Always, though, her only hope to sleep again was to write them down by the light of the moon and a tiny desk lamp.

“Or maybe, because of being all-knowing and all-seeing, they are crying because they see the events that happen on Earth and they feel helpless. They wonder why it is they must let these tragedies happen when from their lofty pedestals they can see the paths we are taking and the consequences of such… Why they have the power to stop the deaths of so many, and yet they are not free to do so.”

Tonight she wrote, spilling the details of a dream like water onto the pages of a little notebook… It was this dream, causing her to wake in a cold sweat with her fingers physically itching for a writing utensil, keeping her up so late. She’d had many like it lately. And every time she awoke with the moonlight on her face and feeling the need to write what she’d just seen down. She had no hope of going back to sleep unless she wrote every detail down. She tried the first few times, but with her mind swimming with all these strange thoughts it was impossible. Thank goodness she had good memory, or she’d be more than a little behind in her sleep.

The rain splashed gently through the window, cooling her face and splattering the paper. She paused in her writing and wiped the miniscule drops away, hoping they wouldn’t smudge. She was unwilling move to keep the notebook dry… There weren’t enough raindrops getting through to bother.

“When the night sky opens up with a downpour, are they trying to wash away their guilt? Is it possible to wash away the blood of innocent and guilty alike in the torrent? Or maybe it is a gift? To hide the tears of the ones left behind, who find their friends and loved ones gone forever. We are so conditioned to not show emotion, we cherish the rain for the way it hides what we are truly feeling. We may cry until there are no more tears, and it is impossible to tell with the raindrops running down your face as well as the tears.

We all are thankful today, standing in the light of a setting sun with tears and rain mingling on our otherwise impassive faces. We cry for joy that we have finally accomplished the task that fate shoved upon us… We cry for the loss of a friend who truly gave everything so that we could achieve that goal. And we cry for the sheer beauty of letting go of our emotions, letting go of everything we’ve held in for so long…

A rainbow slowly phases into existence above us, arcing over a valley filled with lush green grasses… In an hour it will be illuminated by scores of Lunar Lilies glowing in the half-light of the sun still shining behind the Northern mountains and the moon slowly rising above the rolling hills to the South. For now, though, it is only green all around us. Our eyes turn almost in unison to the South as movement catches our attention… And in the drizzling rain we begin to weep again at the sight of the friend we’ve lost silhouetted against the purples and reds of the sunset sky…

Her arm waved slowly across the sky, opaque like a ghost and still quite solid-looking… Sad smiles crossed our lips as we waved back, rain still running down our faces with the tears.

She turned away from us, her steed spreading its wings wide and releasing a haunting cry that reverberated throughout the valley. We shuddered with its sound, but never turned our eyes from the retreating figures…

We’d never come here expecting to find any of this…

Then again, when did fate ever call upon us when we expected it to…?”

An hour passed… then two and three. Finally she stopped a moment, done with writing. Drawing a deep breath, she took in the fresh scent of wet foliage. Through the trees outside her rain-splattered window, the sparkle of the lake shone through the trees from about a half-mile away. A light spilled from one of the hallway windows onto the house next door as her sister, Reina, flipped on the light on her way to the bathroom.

Serena laughed softly to herself, turning her eyes back to the page. It was late, judging by Reina’s infallible need to use the restroom at three every morning. She decided she’d rather not be up at all hours the night before school started again.

But perhaps that’s why her mind was so restless tonight? With the blissful ignorance of summer nearly gone, her subconscious was looking for a way out of the monotony that was coming. Dreading the tediousness of schoolwork and day after day of the same routine.

Serena needed some changes… that she’d already determined. Reina had suggested dying her hair, but that wasn’t really Serena’s thing. Definitely not. She loved how unique her long strawberry hair was, and had never once dyed it. Reina, on the other hand, often got bored with her dirty blonde curls and was constantly buying boxes of hair dye from the convenience store down the street.

No… what Serena needed a bigger change than that… something to help both her and her sister move on from everything that had happened in the last two years… Some unconscious part of her seemed to know that it was coming, and that was what was keeping her up at all hours tonight.

The light in the hall flicked off again, and she looked out into the dark night. The rain fell softer now, just a tinkling overhead rather than the soft thunder of earlier.

Somewhere out there… big changes were happening. Senior year was just over the horizon (literally), and who knew what would happen?

Well… She had some ideas… But what would actually happen was beyond all imagination.

Heartbreak (Prologue)

2009-07-03T17:43:33Z

Hey guys, here's the prologue to my story. Let me know what you think! :)

Chapter 0: Prologue
PoV: Serena

Synopsis: Serena looks back on past events...

I always knew that, when it came to love, I’d never be the one breaking hearts…

No. I’d be the one left broken, like it was a crime to care too much.

Reina was the strong one, the heartbreaker, the one all the boys wanted… So I let her have them, and I kept my own heart locked up tight.

But now… suddenly, I’d found a heart I couldn’t help but to care for… someone more broken than I had ever been…

Until now…

And I never knew a heart could shatter like this…

~*Whispers on the Wind*~

Ch. 1 : Raindrops

Heartbreak (Prologue)

~Whispers on the Wind~