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train tracks

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i found myself walking steadily across train tracks, following them along all their eerie twists and turns. avoiding any outlets of the rather well, depressing forest. i checked my watch, two fourty-seven in the morning it read. i sighed, looking up as the dark night sky had formed a new purple hue. i looked down, my white converses now mud stained. i ran my fingers through my boring brown hair, sitting down in the middle of the train tracks. i pulled something out of my hoodie pocket, a orange pill bottle. the meaning of life is to be happy, i reminded myself in my thoughts. "then why can't i feel it on my own" i spoke aloud. "well dopamine in the brain creates happiness, or whatever." i continued talking to myself. "guess i'm missing out" i shrugged. i twisted open the top of the bottle, "hah, screw you child-proof" i whispered. i dumped two of the pills into my hand. they were long and white, a few numbers engraved in the side. "hah, they match my acrylics" i smirked. my coffin shaped, two inch, white acrylics did i suppose match. i sighed, popping one of the pills into my mouth. i swallowed, then repeated the process. i sighed, laying down on my back, shoving the bottle back into my coat pocket.

a few minutes had passed before i heard footsteps, coming from the forest. it wasn't an animal, just by the pattern and sound. "who's there" i called. quickly pulling out my iphone, turning on the flashlight. "olivia?" a male voice questioned, i turned the light to them "marcus?" i sounded annoyed. "no need to be grumpy" he gave a grin. i turned off my flashlight, checking my watch again three twenty-four. "what are you doing out this early?" i asked him. "i could ask you the same thing" he replied. after a few seconds i spoke up "i came here to think, i feel as though my thoughts are too loud for my head. but they are also MY thoughts. which don't need to be shared with my parents." marcus ran his fingers through his blonde hair, "i see we have the same ideas." i nodded. marcus's gaze fell on my torso "what's that" he questioned. i looked down, the bottle sticking out of my pocket. i shoved my hand in my pocket, gripping the bottle tightly. my hands began to get sweaty "it's- it's nothing" i stuttered. he nudged my shoulder "c'mon, i won't say anything" he whispered. i trusted him, i knew that. did i forget to mention that i love this boy? my bad. i sighed, pulling out the bottle. "it's just my-" marcus spoke up "depression medication?" i nodded, looking down. marcus moved forward, lifting my chin up with his hand so i was looking at him. "you took them right?" he arched a brow. i nodded. "good."

maybe an hour or so passed, marcus and i were sitting on the abandoned train tracks. i sighed "i come here a lot". i could feel marcus looking at me as i stared into the forest. "i come here every once in a while" he replied. i stayed quiet. "what's on your mind?" he questioned. "you."

i felt as if i'd been punched in the gut, did i really just say that? "really?" marcus sounded surprised. "like in what way?" he added. i sighed, might as well just be truthful. get it over with olivia. "you coming here the same time is me is very coincidential but, i guess something wants me to tell you. out of this world maybe, or whatever. but, i guess i like you." i finished, silience filled the air. the sky began to turn different shades of purple, orange, and pink as the sun awoke from it's slumber. "i suppose we should be getting back" i sighed, standing up. i began to slowly walk away, i felt something pull my hand, i spun around. marcus leaned forward, and kissed me for a good fifteen seconds. you know those movies where they have their first kiss and fireworks behind them. SPOT ON. we pulled away from eachother, i looked at him in awe. "i guess you know how much i like you now" he smiled. "i guess i do" i smiled, my freckled cheeks red as ever. my phone somehow slid out of my pocket, falling on the ground. "perfect" i grumbled. "unlock it" marcus picked it up and handed it to me. 'why?" i questioned him. "so i can give you my number dorkus." he laughed "oh yeah right." i said. giving him my phone after i unlocked it.

marcus had put his number in as a contact, the sun had almost fully risen. he pulled me to him by my waist, hugging me. "text me later?" he asked. "duh" i laughed. "ok, we should actually get back now" he laughed. we said our goodbyes, all of that. jesus i didn't think things would go this way for me. part of me doubted this feeling would last. but i forced myself to live in the moment.

Author Notes: an alternate reality, of what some hope will happen to them. a wish, not a guarantee of what is called "true love".

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