e-assignment 1 - story-telling

Free Falling

Nervous as hell, I knocked on the door. I heard the wood echoing under my fingers. What was to be expected when I entered the room on the other side of the thick, wooden door? I looked at the door in front of me. It could just as well been the entrance to the Federal Reserve´s vault, to a place where the most precious gems were kept. And in a way it was. As I stood there in the hallway, waiting for something to happen, my heart pounded like the heart of a racehorse. What if there never was an answer, what then? I couldn´t imagine anything worse and the bare thought of it made me dizzy.
    Then it came. A faint “come in” floated through the wood and I swallowed hard.


Then I entered the room.


The room was an image of tranquillity when I entered it. The sun beginning to set and the golden summer rays casting a warm, pink glow over the scenery. I felt a chill in my body, a chill that had nothing to do with temperature. And there, by the window she was. Her hair aglow in the evening sun, so her face as she looked at me.
“John!” she almost shouted. “You’re back!” She gave me a warm hug and I inhaled the soft smell from her strawberry shampoo.
“Yes.” My voice was a bit harsh. I cleared my throat. “Sarah, there’s something I have to tell you.”
She looked me straight in the eyes, her irises the colour of a clear summer sky. “Yes?”
God, how could I ever find the courage to say the words that’s been haunting me? I knew I was about to collapse so I closed my eyes and swallowed hard. Then slowly I opened them again. I knew the need of telling her about what it was, to have the truth out in the open, to get it over with, was much stronger than my own fear.

“When I was away it seemed like the world was less colourful. “ I stumbled over the words and I forced myself to take it slow. “All the colours seemed to fade when you weren’t around me and I just realized that..... that I love you. It was like I couldn’t function when you were gone, like I was in need of air but my lungs just wouldn’t breathe in your absence.“
Her eyes widened as I spoke, but I didn’t know if it was caused by happiness or by shear horror by my statement. Her mouth popped open but there was no sound.
“I love you.” I whispered into her hair and then I took my chance and kissed her, harder than I’ve ever kissed anyone before. After a few seconds of bliss I let her go, ready to face the consequences.

She stared into my eyes, full disclosure, and then she swallowed and looked away, hiding from my gaze, taking a few steps back from me, trying to compose herself from the shock. The sound that reached me next, was one of the most beautiful sounds in the world. A sound that would mend a broken heart or tormented mind in just a fraction of a second. It was a sound that rocked my whole existence .
   It was like a waterfall, rippling through a rainforest, a wind-chime, the voice of an angel. It was the sound of laughter, coming from the angel standing opposite me in the room. I looked at her, my mind a chaos tornado. What did this mean?

“Oh, John.” She smiled at me. “Do you know how hard I’ve tried not to fall for you, thinking you’d never want me?”
   Was I dreaming? A dream created to inflict as mush pains as possible when I woke up from it, realizing that I’m in fact locked up in my personal hell of miserable love again.?
“Yo-ou..” I stutter. “You could fall for me?” I look into her radiant eyes.
“I’m ready to fall for you everyday, forever.” She grinned.

And then she jumped.



Lovisa Wallin 2010

Hello!

This is going to my own little writing corner in the big world. And you´re welcome to read and comment on my stories...=D

/Lovisen