She could feel the blood dribble down the knife. It stained her hands and her soft white gown that hung close to her body. The young woman's lips quivered as she stood tense outside the door hiding in the dark. Breathing raggedly, her mind throbbed and she kept seeing the blood gush out of his body.
She shook her head and silently she prayed to an invisible god to calm her jagged heart as she stepped into the room where he slept. The moonlight outlined his jawline as she gazed at the lips that used to smile at her occasionally. His eyebrows were relaxed contradicting his usual furrowed and serious look. His peace made her heart warm, but it still beat terribly as she raised her clean knife ever so slowly. The grip tightened but the control deteriorated as she started to shake. The beat was accelerating as her heart began to hyperventilate faster and faster. Her mind. A frenzy.
A cool hand grabbed her fiercely. Startled, the girl blinked out of her illusion and found herself staring back at dark chocolate eyes. They were the same ones she loved and the same ones she always got lost in. He had somehow sat up before she could move and continued to gaze at the girl he loved with stern, confused eyes that seemed to pierce her soul. Time suspended itself in the air and hung around the two as they both held their silence for that infinite moment. No thoughts transferred through their eyes but there was still the obvious question paired with an unspoken answer.
The knife slipped out of her uncontrollable hands and as it fell it coldly sliced the man's arm making a shallow cut. Like the girl imagined before, the blood dripped out and fell on the floor..drop by drop while more streamed down his arm. With no thoughts, the girl ran out of the room. Horror on her face. The wind carried her off as her heart beat at an agonizing tempo. Her chest tightened and seized along the way as she kept rewinding back to her dark cloudy thoughts and his deep, auburn eyes. She loved him. And horror shivered on her face once more as the cold wave of failure washed over her mind.
The young man was right behind her. He sprinted with his life, wild with dread and bewilderment. He threw away almost everything for her...he wasn't going to let her go now. But the question "why?" pained his heart. The girl ran straight towards the cliff's edge but looked back once to see his face. He was still running towards her but this time with a desperate look. Tears welled up in her eyes as she smiled for him one last time...and she fell backwards into the churning sea. The man had almost reached her, but he was too late and collapsed right on the edge and looked down for her. But she was nowhere to be seen. And he just sat there. While the storming rain pounded on his frail body. She was gone. And he was alone. In every gasp he took, the excruciating pain ripped through him more and more. Where had all the happiness gone?
And the little mermaid vanished, melting into sea foam.
The next day, the young man was gently woken up by the soft sound of the waves. He found himself on the shore of the beach and had to squint for the sun was glaring into his eyes. The sky seemed much bigger than usual with its meld of pastel and deep blues. And he felt a warm see breeze gently caress his face. Was it her? And though the tears began to fall and his heart began to twist, he could not help but think of the happy times of when he first met her on the very same spot he was sitting. It was as if the wind was her kiss, the warmth was her hand, and the waves, her voice...
The ocean and its secrets..was it hiding their memories?
