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- Authors: Jasmine Dade
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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DEATH
It’s the small things that annoy me about autumn—the lack of birds, the
oxygen-deprived leaves, the constant color red. Every day, all day, from
the East Coast to the West Coast, the streets are blanketed with red. Such
a lifeless color given to a lifeless season. Autumn shouldn’t even be
considered a season; it’s just the transition of summer to winter. It’s nonimportant. Autumn is spring without a heartbeat—the heart remains, but the
beating is not present.
And what’s the point of a heart with no heartbeat?
The dying leaves make it seem like a virus has swept through the
streets of New York City, but that’s exactly what autumn is—a virus. To
everyone else, autumn represents the death of summer, but to me, it
represents the death of my family. The worst part about autumn is that it’s
my name.
I sat on the public bus, leaning against the window with my face
devoid of emotion, as if it had frozen that way. There was no reason to
smile, so why pretend? A lot of people said I had RBF. Resting Bitch Face.
Honestly, I wasn’t even too mad about it because that meant people would
stay the fuck away from me.
I watched as drops of rain trickled down the glass, streaking my view.
Outside the bus, people were running around, trying to seek shelter so that
they wouldn’t get wet. Kind of idiotic, though. You couldn’t outrun rain. I
looked out at the road and noticed the streets were starting to flood as the
tires on the bus splashed through the water. I was lost in my thoughts when
the windows were illuminated by a flash of lightning followed by a loud
roar of thunder. The storm was getting worse. I reached down, thrusting my
hand inside my purse as I fumbled around for my AirPods, popping one in
each ear. I quickly thumbed through the music, assuming that it would
drown out the unapologetically loud thunder. Unable to decide what song to
listen to first, I hit the shuffle button.
Currently playing – Slipped Away by Avril Lavigne
Of course, the first song to play hinted at dying. Death was the whole
reason I was on a damn bus at 7:45 a.m. instead of at work. When the other
nurses heard the news about what happened, of course, they all offered their
condolences, with a mix of—
“He’s in a better place now.” Not sure about that one—and—“I’m so
sorry for your loss.” I lost him years ago.
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