September 24, 2014, 07:15 PM
@Sinaaq
Call it curiosity, call it idiocy--whatever the force that drove the boy's paws was, Summer found himself wandering the coast line lately, trying to find the girl with the mismatched eyes. He had no doubt the encounter had a very good chance of ending just as disastrously as the first had, but he couldn't seem to help himself. He was intrigued by her, in a way he hadn't been since the girl from the Creek had fallen into his life. He had let that one go, never to be seen again. He didn't want to let it happen again--not when he had such a better handle on the issues that used to hold him back.
Unfortunately, the Ostrega knew nothing about this one. The incident was a haze of confusion in his mind, he had been so high from his poppies. He since had learned to better control his consumption so that he wouldn't completely lose himself in the drug like he had before, but he still got the benefit of its calming effects. He wanted to remember it this time if he was lucky enough to come across her, and he wanted to be able to respond to her on a way that didn't fill her with rage.
Luck did not seem to be on Summer's side that day as he strode alongside the river. There was no sign of her, no sign of Ferdie, no sign of anyone. He heaved a frustrated sigh and kicked a stone off of the river bank into its rushing waters. He watched the splash rise up from the waves and disappear, a small frown twisting upon his lips. What now?
Call it curiosity, call it idiocy--whatever the force that drove the boy's paws was, Summer found himself wandering the coast line lately, trying to find the girl with the mismatched eyes. He had no doubt the encounter had a very good chance of ending just as disastrously as the first had, but he couldn't seem to help himself. He was intrigued by her, in a way he hadn't been since the girl from the Creek had fallen into his life. He had let that one go, never to be seen again. He didn't want to let it happen again--not when he had such a better handle on the issues that used to hold him back.
Unfortunately, the Ostrega knew nothing about this one. The incident was a haze of confusion in his mind, he had been so high from his poppies. He since had learned to better control his consumption so that he wouldn't completely lose himself in the drug like he had before, but he still got the benefit of its calming effects. He wanted to remember it this time if he was lucky enough to come across her, and he wanted to be able to respond to her on a way that didn't fill her with rage.
Luck did not seem to be on Summer's side that day as he strode alongside the river. There was no sign of her, no sign of Ferdie, no sign of anyone. He heaved a frustrated sigh and kicked a stone off of the river bank into its rushing waters. He watched the splash rise up from the waves and disappear, a small frown twisting upon his lips. What now?
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you're gone and i gotta stay. - by Summer Ostrega - September 24, 2014, 07:15 PM
RE: you're gone and i gotta stay. - by Sinaaq - September 25, 2014, 04:43 PM
RE: you're gone and i gotta stay. - by Summer Ostrega - September 26, 2014, 08:21 PM
RE: you're gone and i gotta stay. - by Sinaaq - October 10, 2014, 07:55 AM
RE: you're gone and i gotta stay. - by Summer Ostrega - October 12, 2014, 09:26 AM