' hey can I ask you something?'
Anything?
' what's your name?'
Hesitation.
Beau.
' that's a nice name. Why didn't you ever tell me this before?'
Because you never asked.
' so let's ask questions about you because I don't know you that much.'
Like what?
I laugh.
' how old are you?'
She chuckles like I did.
Well I'm 27. Old I know.
I scoff in disbelief.
' old? Old are you serious?'
' okay okay another question.'
I'm not sure I'm supposed to be answering these questions zayan.
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
Zayan? Are you okay?
I cough awkwardly.
' yeah.'
Tears flood my eyes.
Why you crying?
' I....I don't know.'
Is is because I'm not answering your questions or it's a memory?
I wipe my tears.
' no it's nothing, just hurt my leg.'
I lie.
Well are you okay? I mean was it your mind telling you or by accident?
I laugh falsely. ' I'm fine really just hit it by accident.'
Lie.
Okay wanna carry on the story?
' yeah.'
I just wanted someone to talk to. I was lonely. I am lonely. But no one will love me. I'm alone. But that's okay because it won't last long.
' thank you. For helping me.'
You don't need me to talk and help you anymore?
' no....I just want to thank you for everything. '
No problem. Want to carry on?
YOU ARE READING
Colour Of Waves
Mystery / Thriller' hello? Hello? Zayan are you their? Are you on? Zayan labrooks?" The voice on the other line speaks. Tears rush down my cheek. ' I'm here." I could feel her smiling, trying to comfort me. ' want to start?' ' yeah.' And that's what I do. I tell...
