Friday, April 24, 2015

The Runaway Girl

She didn't know where she was going. Hell, she didn't even recognise the street she was in, but somehow her feet kept walking ahead as if they had a mind of their own. Her 3 dollar overpriced iced tea was melting; spilling a trail of droplets on the footpath while the sun shone brightly, almost blinding her as she tried to shield the sun's rays from her eyes.
All she was sure of, was the fact that she wanted to get as far away as she could from her friends and family. She was tempted to check her phone, just to see how many voice message they would leave but decided against it as she strutted along. The sun's rays were too strong for her eyes to continue without blinding, so she decided to walk into a nearby cafe to eat a scone, just as her tummy grumbled as if purring in delight. She had forgotten in the chaos of events that she'd forgotten to eat her lunch. She purchased a sandwich, scone and a cold coffee and set out to sit down and eat, when she realised that the cafe was already filled up with people and not one seat was empty.
Feeling delirious of the things that have happened to her from morning, she decided spontaneously to ask the waiter if there was a garden nearby where she might take respite from the heat and have some piece of mind, when the waiter smiled and told her, '' I'm just about to take a break, and am going to the garden too, if you want I could take you there.'' She grinned broadly and said, ''Wonderful, please lead the way,''. Just to be clear- she was not an outside person.
As they walked, she ponder about the stranger and if it was a rash decision to just blindly follow a stranger in a part of a town she'd never ventured into. But then she saw in the distance the evident crooked gate of a public park and the sounds of children's gleeful laughter.
He looked about her age, if not older, she was so rapped about her head that she hadn't noticed that he had the most strange coloured eyes, a mix of lilac and orange. His eyes were so strange and yet so beautiful, she couldn't help but stare at this angular profile, when he turned to her suddenly she swiftly looked away, her cheeks turning a bright pink. But he just gave her a mysterious smile and with a far away look in his eyes, he said goodbye and took his leave.
Still not able to get his eyes out of her mind, she found the shade of an oak tree and ate her food suddenly wondering if she should call someone to pick her up from here. She definitely didn't know the way and she was starting to worry, an ache building in her head when she heard the rustling of bushes and a man's voice swearing loudly in words she knew her mom would make her clean her mouth with soap. She turned back and saw the boy who bought her here, holding out his toe as if he had stumbled it on the nearby park bench as he nursed his toe. She quickly ran to him to see if he was okay, when she saw he spread out his arms as if he was searching for something and soon enough he found the bench and pushed himself to the ground and sat on it. She wondered if it was maybe the sand had gotten into his eyes as he slid his hand into his pocket, and took out a small stick like thing which he unfolded and she realised it was a cane. He prodded around the bench when she found the parcel of food fallen on the ground, which he was probably looking for. Probably hearing her foot steps he turned to her as she picked up the parcel and gave it to him,  he said, ''I would have found the parcel myself, but thanks for the help." with a constrained smile. Then she saw him clearly for the first time, his eyes were glossy and a black pair of thick glasses hung from his front pocket which only a blind man is well versed with. She couldn't believe she had missed his calculated walk and his glassy eyes. Wordlessly she walked away.
As she walked back, she felt as if her problems were slowly drifting away and she thought of all the trails and tribulations that beautiful eyed boy goes through day and night. Her problems seemed almost childish and she had an sudden epiphany and wondered if she was always so over-calculating and rampant from running away when things were even a little difficult. Feeling as if this jigsaw puzzle in her mind had suddenly been completed, she strutted down that pathway, feeling a little less lost and perturbed from before, almost as if her mind had attained its inner tranquillity as she strutted again as if they had a mind of their own and for the first time she felt at one with herself.