Not today.

 

 

Everything was blank, black, complete darkness, I thought this must be death. You just live in a forever of dwelling on what you did or didn’t do in your last lifetime. I remembered back to the time I was born, and when my mom found out I was a girl and she didn’t want to hold me. I remembered the time I fell off my bike riding down a hill, and when I first met Trevor. I remembered, watching each one of my brothers be borne, and my very first slap. I remembered the hate my parents felt for me, and the bond between me and my sister. My sister, Lexi, the one I took on this runaway mission, and just died on. I couldn’t let this happen, we’d been through so much. I can’t let her forget me, I just can’t. I wouldn’t, and with I saw something in my complete darkness, was it a spark, a first try on the restart of my match? I remembered back to everyone, and anything that had ever helped me discover me in my life. Lexi, Trevor, Kellan, the lady at the beach, the ticket man, and I saw more sparks, I had to start reliving the best memories in my head, as fast as I could, I knew my chances were short. I thought of when I first heard Trevor’s voice on the phone, the rush of freedom after running away, my first breath of air, when Kellan and his friends first saved me, and then my best memory for last. The last memory I had, the one when I finally met who I was to love forever, and the jump off the cliff. It was the best memory, because it was of me, happy, free, reckless, and letting fate do all my talking. I couldn’t die, he promised, today I wasn’t going to die.

 

And then the match was blazing with fire.

 

 

I didn’t feel much at first, but I was slowly regaining consciousness, I felt sudden hits to my chest, and then someone breathing into my mouth. I felt the warm sand underneath me, and knew it was time to wake up.

 

I slowly opened my eyes, as I saw Kellan push hard down on my stomach, and with that I upchucked a lot of water.

“Juliet!” He was smiling staring into my eyes, “you’re-you’re alive!!!” he was practically screaming.

With that I was practically up into his arms in seconds, as he rocked me back and fourth as if I was a baby.

“Juliet, I thought you were dead.”

“I was.” He looked into my eyes with those thousand questions standing out in the open for anyone to see.

“What?” How could I explain how hard I just worked to live again.

“Nothing, Kellan, jeez, wow what a rush.”

“I know, I think I might try that again.” He started laughing.

“We’ll I’m not,” I looked up at the cliff above us, “atleast not from that height.”

“I know, jeez it’s so high up.”

“It was...fate.”

“Fate almost killed you.” We looked at each other and the moment was just perfect, but blushingly I looked away.

“Fate may have, but it led me to something else,” I smiled looking back up at him. “And I am very grateful for it.”

We sat there for what seemed like an hour.

“We should be going home.”

“Home?” No way in hell was I ever returning back to mine.

“Yours, mine, and ours.”

“Kellan...were you just quoting song lyrics.”

“No just a really cool phrase, why?”

“I thought that would be something in common.” I said cautiously watching his face for a reaction.

“You quote song lyrics?” He was holding back a smile.

“Is there a problem with that?”

“No, I kind of like it...how about, anything your heart desires will come to you?”

“That’s a good starting point.” I grinned. He laughed.

“We should get going.” Trevor said a little shakily as he stood up.

“Uhmmm, Trevor?”

“Jewels, what’s up?”

“I can walk.” He didn’t realize that he was carrying me? I must have weight around 110, and he couldn’t feel it. Whatever happened he put me down, and gave me a sorrowed look.

 

I took his hand as he lead me and him back to home, his, mine, ours. I was pondering on the way back if I should be worried for what will happen next, but all I could think of was, how the sun was just setting the sky blue and orange, just the perfect amount of clouds high up in the air so no worry for rain. How the soft beachy sand felt squishy underneath my feet, and warm. The suns rays matched the soft breeze making everything perfect. Like the eye of the hurricane, fate wasn’t over yet, and we’d still have a rough patches, but that was what made life worth living.

 

I just didn’t expect much of tomorrow, but what came was worse than trying to relight a wet match.