I May Pour Spirits in Thine Ear
fyra
‘Would you miss me?’ the dark haired boy –Jamie – asked from the ledge.
The park was deserted. No one answered.
‘James, would you miss me?’ he repeated.
James wasn’t there.
‘You wouldn’t would you?’ he stated quietly to himself. There, James never was. James was never anywhere.
The whistling of the wind blew with force against his back, pushing him forward, closer to the edge. Jamie sighed and closed his eyes. He let the wind guide him as he stepped off, without a care, to plummet to the water running below.
Jamie was gone as soon as he hit the water, undoubtedly when he hit the rocks beneath. Twirling and curving with the water’s stream was a smidgen of blood that accumulated within seconds, rising to the surface.
James wouldn’t miss him– not anymore. James died too – a figment of Jamie’s imagination.
The park was deserted. No one answered.
‘James, would you miss me?’ he repeated.
James wasn’t there.
‘You wouldn’t would you?’ he stated quietly to himself. There, James never was. James was never anywhere.
The whistling of the wind blew with force against his back, pushing him forward, closer to the edge. Jamie sighed and closed his eyes. He let the wind guide him as he stepped off, without a care, to plummet to the water running below.
Jamie was gone as soon as he hit the water, undoubtedly when he hit the rocks beneath. Twirling and curving with the water’s stream was a smidgen of blood that accumulated within seconds, rising to the surface.
James wouldn’t miss him– not anymore. James died too – a figment of Jamie’s imagination.
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