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Dialogue With a Friend
"I broke up with him yesterday."
"Why?! Because of THIS?"
"Because I'm hurting, and I needed something to lash out at. And he took the bait."
"That's what I'm here for. You don't destroy things that are good for you."
"I do. It's what I'm good at."
It hurts even worse than I thought it would.
Train Wreck
I hate knowing how bad this is going to hurt in the end.
Friday 1946
"Tomorrow" we used to whisper
"Tomorrow" our mantra, our hold on a little longer till we can touch and melt and find release in one another, but
"Tomorrow" is different now, forbidden in a new way
"You don't destroy the things that are good for you" my friend said
"I do. It's what I'm good at"
Because "Tomorrow" is just another crack in the facade now, the acid bath I threw us into
"Tomorrow" is just business again.
tonight we’ll see the stars
“What’s his name?”
“Suzuki…Or was it Nakamura?”
Edvin didn’t say anything as he opened the matchbox that had been in his pocket and carefully plucked a match out. In an abrupt motion, he struck the match. A small flame kindled at the end of the wooden stick. He carefully observed it, letting it take his full attention as his thoughts went blank. He didn’t want to think about her. But he couldn’t control it. His eyes crawled towards hers. An uncontrollable smile formed on his face as he broke out in a nervous chuckle.
“How do you say ‘fire’ in Japanese?”, he asked, feeling the tears bordering his eyelids.
“Do I look like I fucking know?”, she answered, her voice slightly breaking on the fucking as she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
She blew out the match. A small cloud of smoke slowly whirled, tinting the darkness. Edvin watched the smoke dance with the cold breeze and almost imperceptibly inhaled it.
“You’re probably tired of me”, she suddenly said.
Edvin didn’t say anything and threw the match on the cold ground with a bitter smile.
“Your eyes… they’re not quite blue are they?”, he asked avoiding to answer to what she had just said.
She turned to look at him. The only source of light being the streetlight down the street, she could only make out his silhouette.
“It’s just that, at the party, they seemed a little lighter”, he added, his voice cracking with emotion, justifying the question he had just asked.
She remembered the party. She was haunted by the smell of beer in her nostrils, by how his sweater brushed against her chin, by the foggy music’s unclear words that seeped into her skin and mind…
“No, they’re blue”, she answered, as she got up and walked away into the night.
© Margaux Emmanuel
Enigma || Original Series Masterlist
E N I G M A
out of all the things that could have happened that school year, meeting a boy from a higher grade and going on small adventures that would prove to be too dangerous for her and everyone she knew was the last thing mckenzie snow thought she would do. that school year would prove to be the most hectic year yet for the young girl. that school year would make the ever so clever girl test her knowledge and her skills in a way she hoped it would be enough. it might as well make her question all that she knows about her town for you see, the small town of salem, emerald hides a secret. a secret that's been hidden for a long, long time. a secret that should have stayed a secret. but fate was against that. instead, it lead two highschool students to a house where they'll discover something that they shouldn't have. something dangerous. something that shouldn't have existed. can she even deal with the weight of her discovery? but mckenzie would do all that it takes to make sure everyone she loves would be safe. she might be selfish but for her loved ones, she'd gladly die for them. she just didn't expect that a boy would come in and steal her heart along the way.
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e·nig·ma
a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling, or difficult to understand
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[Original Story]
{OC x OC}
The Prologue
The Cast
Year 1
1 | The Beginning
