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A Night on Ocean Avenue.

Updated on July 29, 2014

I don’t know if some nightmares ever end.
The excruciating pain in the gut every time that I close my eyes and see your face.
I remember that night like it was yesterday.
Some soft song rolled through my speakers as we cruised down a dark highway.
The street lights came and went like shooting stars, briefly illuminating your face.
Your eyes were as big as saucers as you looked at me, and it took all my strength to look away.
Your small lips quivered, as if exhausting all of the strength to hold the words back.
I’ll never get over how beautiful you were… and how stupid I was.
As we finally reached the beach, a playful smile splashed across your face and you got out of the car.
Without warning my doors locked.
I gasped and gasped but I found no air.
No matter how much I struggled, my arms wouldn’t seem to move.
Even though I felt the car shrink around me, the door seemed to be just out of reach.
I saw your figure grow smaller and smaller as you ran towards the tide and away from me.
I blinked and found myself in the backseat, strapped in and tied down.
A black mist rolled into the car and a hooded figure appeared in the driver’s seat.
Without a word, he turned on the car and began to back up.
I struggled and tried to scream, but I was bound too tightly.
As we sped away from you, I felt the string connecting our hearts begin to tug.
I tried to grab on and pull it closer, but the line just grew taut.
Just as I felt our connection start to snap, the car rolled to a stop.
The straps that were binding me vanished and I pulled myself into the passenger seat, prepared to confront whatever evil had stolen me from you.
But when I ripped his hood back, I came face to face with myself.
The shadow smirked and shrugged before dissipating into smoke.
I desperately grasped at the smoke as it disappeared.
A moment passed before I heard the sickening sound of a snap and I was thrown on my back.
I shivered as I felt all the warmth fade away and a crushing emptiness begin to seep in.
Drawing on the little strength I had left, I pulled myself into the driver’s seat and I dragged my foot to the pedal.
I felt like I was watching the scene from another perspective as my limp body struggled mightily to keep the speeding car from veering off the road into the nothingness.
After an eternity, I returned to the beach and threw myself through the open window. I made out a fuzzy figure in the distance and I began to crawl towards it, praying that it was you.

Soon my legs stopped cooperating, and I relied on my lean muscular arms to drag me through the sand.
Not long after, they failed too and I reached for you.
I let out a squeak as I tried to get your attention, but then I noticed.
You weren’t alone.
You were splashing around in the water with another.
He looked a lot like me, and you….
Well, you looked happy.

As the sun began to rise, my world started to go dark and I welcomed as the tide as it rose to take me away.

© 2014 Ryan Smith

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    • carrie Lee Night profile image

      Kept private 3 years ago from Northeast United States

      Interesting short story ! :). A good quick read full of raw emotion. Thank you for sharing.

    • Ryan Daniel Smith profile image
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      Ryan Smith 3 years ago

      Thank you very much.

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      Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton

      very interesting story my friend