Kat sat on the pier, with her feet dangling off the edge. The air was thick, even at this distance, with smoke. No. It wasn’t smoke. It was just ash, really. Ash, in such absurd amounts that it drifted on the breeze, covering whatever the wind came in contact with — which was everything. Across the water, on the distant shore, the world was crumbling. There was no fire. The fire was over; all there was to be consumed, had already consumed.
Now, the remnants of all she had known were nothing more than dust, floating away on the breeze. Behind her, there was the sound of footsteps. She didn’t have to turn around, to know who they belonged to. She could tell, by the particular way the wood creaked, it was Noelle. Kat didn’t greet her friend, she didn’t have to.
There was an unspoken feeling between them. Maybe they could have called it love, but neither of these peculiar girls had any fondness for the overused term. In fact, there was a whole list of words that they had stopped using altogether, within eachother’s proximity: beautiful, beloved, brilliant.
Noelle sat down, next to Kat, and kicked her own shoes off. The sneakers fell, hitting the water with a small splash; disappearing into the ocean. They were Noelle’s favorite pair, and that’s why she ditched them… to see if how it made her feel; she felt nothing.
Kat’s hand rested just an inch away from where Noelle eventually placed her own hand. It was just in their natures. Two isolated people, who found kinship together, but at a safe distance. No matter how close they wanted to be, there was always some space that felt awkward to fill.
“It’s done.” Noelle said.
“Your handy work then?” Kat asked, nodding out towards the ruins.
Noelle exhaled. “I don’t want to talk about that right now.”
“So, what do you want to talk about?” Kat brushed her bangs back from her eyes, and finally turned her head, to shoot her companion a curious glance.
“Well… Now that I’ve taken care of all the distractions? I want you to tell me something. Anything really.” Noelle waited.
“Something? Anything? Anything at all?” Kat mused.
“As long as it’s about you… and it’s true.” Noelle waited again.
She’d wait till the end of forever, for Kat to answer.
Noelle was prepared to do that, sincerely and affectionately, if that’s what she’d have to do.
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