•| As Gray As The Sky |•

[??] - "You're nothing but a filthy stray cat to me! Do you understand that??" He screamed at me, while I just stood there, emotionlessly looking into his eyes. What was there to say after all? [??] - "I said..", he'd mumble before raising his tone again: " DO. YOU. UNDER. STAND.?" His words echoed in my head, but instead of slowly getting silent, they got more deafening. I just stood there frozen for God knows how long. [??] - "All you ever do is just beg for this and that, money then food, and do nothing in return! I am sick of you!" I couldn't do anything about the fact that he was now clearly coming at me, reaching his hand out to grab me. [??] - "Now get your broke a*s out of my store before a potential customer sees you." He grabbed my shirt and pushed me out of the building, throwing me down in the middle of the road. I yelped as he smirked to himself, before shutting the door so hard it felt like the glass it was made out of was about to break. ____ It was a cold rainy day, around 9 pm. The street was dark, nothing but lights coming from apartments nearby and the store I just got kicked out of were lightening the area. I'd lie if I told you that at that moment I didn't feel like my whole life has ended, like every chance I had has been brutally taken away from me and crushed into pieces. I'd lie if I told you that all of the strings I have been holding onto, connecting me with hope I have been struggling to build up, with everything I've got hadn't been cut off, making me fall into pure nothingness. I longed for some miracle to happen already.. This street wasn't particularly busy during the day, let alone during the night, but I was grateful to hear the car coming up my way at that moment, it was like a wake-up call, like an alarm in the morning telling you to quit dreaming about the impossible and go to work. I stood up and looked towards the car, which was slowly coming closer and closer to me with each passing second. It was so dark the lights of that car light up the whole street. Just a moment ago I was drowning myself in my own thoughts and emotions, now all I can think about is what if I just didn't move away? What if I just stood there, wishing the car would speed up a little more, wishing it could put me out of my misery, end this hell of a life, wishing it would make this last dream of mine come true. No.. It would stop before me.. After all, I learned that dreams aren't meant to be reached, fulfilled, ran after, and so on, they exist to temporarily make someone happy, to make someone believe there is a better ending to this crappy life. Dreams exist so that other people could step on them and mock you for them, "building up your character", right? Tsk, as if. The rain was getting worse, it was getting colder and the fog was building up. The car stopped just a few meters away from me, just as I thought, I sighed as I heard the honking sound. With a, yet again, blank mind, I started to walk towards the side of the road, to let the cars pass by. The cold I was feeling all over my body couldn't possibly match the one I have been feeling on the inside for so long. As I started to walk towards my apartment or a shithole, as I call it, the person in the car honked again. I turned around to see a tall man in a suit, opening his umbrella as he was getting out of the car, glance toward me. I couldn't see much because the light of the car was mostly lightening up the area in front of it, everything else felt dark and empty. He walked up to me, now I could see his face clearly. It was a boy my age, though taller than me, he looked into my eyes as I checked his suit out, you know, subconsciously. "W-What do you want from me..?" I stuttered even though I didn't want to. I can't help it though, it controls me when I'm unable to. Right after saying that, I felt like I was about to sneeze so I turned around and covered my face. Instead of saying anything, the man reached out his hand, so that I could be under the umbrella as well. [??] - "Sir we should hurry, please come back to the car." An unknown man spoke. I turned towards the boy in front of me, who was smiling, as if he wanted me to take his umbrella. I did do that, but with a surprised look on my face, he let go of it and just as he was about to turn around and go back to the car-.. "E-Excuse me? Thank you for being so k-kind but I am not in the need of this." [??] - "Please take it, I have plenty anyway." His voice was so warm and gentle, nothing I was used to. He spoke so confidently yet with zero arrogance in his tone. He just smiled at me and rushed back to his car. As the rain started turning into a storm, as the lights of the apartments slowly turned off one by one, as the time passed by, not in seconds, minutes, or hours, but by, how it felt, decades, I simply continued to stare as the car carried on moving down the street. And as its lights slowly continued their journey forward, lighting up empty buildings of this street until they vanished from my sights, the sound of the droplets hitting the cold, wet asphalt became louder, yet all I could hear at that moment was my own heart, speaking in beats, telling me that that indeed was the miracle I was looking for. -------