Anne Tam
3rd hour
March 28, 2010
A Loud Silence
The night was bitter as the two stood in front of each other, their faces grim. Crickets stroked their wings together, creating high-pitched chirping noises that penetrated the silent air. They did not talk, though their emotions were as easy to read as an open book. Tears streamed down her face as she caught sight of the stoic look on the boy that she had spent over a year with. Just seeing his emotionless face was enough to make her heart explode. Already her heart felt like it was being ripped out, seam by seam, stitch by stitch.
As he stood there without saying anything, the sight of the fragile girl sobbing quietly in front of him hardly fazed him. All the feelings and emotions he had ever felt for her had vanished into thin air, as quickly and easily as they had come. Running his numb fingers through his long blonde hair, he leaned back on his heels and sighed loudly in annoyance. His mouth twitched slightly as his eyes drifted towards the lights in the distance.
Looking back down at the girl he used to love, he pursed his thin lips, and said bluntly, “I have to go now.” Upon hearing his words, the fragile girl’s head shot up, the hurt completely exposed in her big light-blue eyes. Her mouth opened slightly as if trying to say something, but no words came out; not even a sound. The emotional pain she felt constricted her heart so tightly she could hardly breathe. With shaking arms, she reached out slowly towards the boy in one final desperate attempt to get him back. But when she saw his completely blank eyes, she knew she had lost. Dropping her head, she lowered her shaking arms back down by her side.
With one final look at the thin blonde haired girl, the boy nodded his final goodbye. With crunching leaves underneath his feet, he slowly turned around and strutted back to his car, leaving the girl standing alone in the gigantic barren field. The wind howled loudly, gently ruffling his hair against his head. As he made his way over to his dark-green Mercedes, he made one final look over at the center of the field to see the girl still standing there. Rolling his eyes, he reached down to grab the door handle, swung open the car door, and climbed inside without a glance back.
