She lay back on the blankets, watching the clouds roll in. The sky had turned black and ominous. Wind howled and the temperature had turned unseasonably cold.
The impending storm was perfectly matched to her mood.
The day hadn't started like this, of course. It began with brilliant blue skies and a hike to this clearing. They sat on the rocks overlooking the water... Out of nowhere, he got down on one knee. She was so distracted by the incredibly large diamond sparkling on her finger that he couldn't make out the words of his proposal...
She pulled him to his feet, kissing him hard. They spent hours on this blanket. Making love in the middle of this field, where anyone could come by and find them, was one hell of a rush. Perhaps it was that rush, too much sun or too much wine...but why did he think it would be a good idea to take a swim?
They had raced over to the water's edge, climbing over, under and through the rocks that stood in their way. Diving in, they savored the chill of the water after the heat of the sun baking down on their naked flesh.
It could have been hours, or only minutes, that they had the water to themselves. Time had always ceased to exist when they were together. But too soon they heard voices coming toward them. They quickly scrambled from the water.
As they were climbing up a particularly large rock, she lost her footing. He reached down to grab for her, but the rock's surface was slick. He managed to pull her to safety, but lost his own footing and fell. There was a sick crunching noise as the base of his skull connected with the boulder. His body was limp as it bounced off smaller rocks before coming to rest, face down in the water.
There was nothing she could do to help him. To save him.
Her screams echoed off the rocky walls of the cavern. When the hikers found her, she was still screaming. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she shook uncontrollably. They helped her back to the clearing - to these blankets, where she remained huddled ever since.
When asked, she rambled incomprehensibly about the accident. She would later repeat the same story to the police. To his family. To her own. To herself.
Because no one could ever know the truth of what happened up on that cavern...
11 comments:
oh come on...i wanna know that truth! smiles. delightful read jaime...
Brian: Use that great imagination of yours Brian.
You're such a brat.
YIKES!!!
I like this already!!!!
~shoes~
Oh, you are so bad! Now I have to mow grass and wonder what evil plot may exist ........
Dark but beautiful clouds. Lg Tina
Lovely read. Will there be more?
Good, gripping story. One nit: lose the three periods at the end (it's unnecessary, as the finish/story is inherently dramatic - to add three dots is jarring to the reader, reminding them that is a written story, not something they just experienced).
Could you delete my last comment (there's a word-error in it)? Meant to write:
Good, gripping story. One nit: lose the three periods at the end (it's unnecessary, as the finish/story is inherently dramatic - to add three dots is jarring to the reader, reminding them that THIS is a written story, not something they just experienced).
quite intriguing - wanting more!!
Hmmm, the impending storm was perfectly matched to her mood. Interesting.
This is a real cliff hanger.
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