CRIES, WAILS, and WHIMPERS

He stares for a while, such glory

A masterpiece made in a fit of fury.

So many emotions conveyed in canvas,

Those who views it delves deep into their pasts.

(Photo not mine)

Jack kept silent,

Mind in a fuss.

His angel fighting; 'Be patient' ,

The other; 'What you want is a must.'

Out of school, Billie's feet kept going

Not realizing the path that she was taking.

Her emotions afloat, getting entangled

Leaving her gasping for air as though she's being wrangled.

Pain, in her heart, starts seeping through

A whimper escaped; 'Ace, where are you?'

Deep breath in, she closes her vision

Deep breath out, she looks around in question.

Her blood ran cold at the familiar location,

Where her feet took her with no conscious action.

As she stare at the stone,

Where his name was engraved.

She sits down for who knows how long,

Until pitter patter comes the rain.

Slowly, her face contorts in pain ,

As her tears began to mingle with the rain.

(Photo not mine)

She sobs, wails, and cries ,

Everything she pent up gets untied.

Billie: (*in pain*) (*volume gradually increasing*)

"I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. Ace Evans, I hate you! I'm alone without you. What am I supposed to do? I feel so lost without you here."

As the rain grew heavier,

Billie's cries grew louder-

-and louder.

Even with her clothes all soaking wet,

All she cares is for a reply from her best friend.

Not noticing from the corner of her eye,

A familiar someone passing by.

(Photo not mine)

Her pain, hidden by the storm ,

Her composure, all broken and torn.

But the freezing raindrops suddenly stops,

As someone shelters her -- a jacket -- on her head, drops.

Jack: (*worried*) (*slight panic*)

"Billie? What are you doing? Do you have a death wish or something?"

Billie says nothing as Jack guides her to take cover,

With her head hung low, she grips his jacket closer.

The two sat in a choking silence,

Billie anticipating his incoming rude comments.

Surprisingly, he did nothing of the sort ,

Instead, he actually gave her comfort.

Jack: (*sighs as he looks at the sky*)

"What a rain this afternoon."

Billie: (*silent*)

"..."

Jack: (*soft*)

"You alright though, Billie button?"

Jack wanted to smack himself,

The slip of the tongue, he wanted to melt.

Billie's heart felt as though it was gonna burst,

As the boy mentions a nickname that apparently was hers.

A memory flashed before her,

It was Ace's voice in a teasing manner

Ace: (*distant*) (*soft and playful*)

"Sup Billie button."

Ace: (*whiny*)

"Billie button, I'm hungryyy.."

Ace: (*whiny*)

"Billiiiee buttooonn..."

(*fades out*)

Billie: (*whisper*)

"Ace..."

(*tears*)

Alas, he'd done it again ,

On reflex, he asks the same.

Jack: (*worried*)

"You okay, Billie butto-?"

Billie: (*abrupt*) (*upset*)

"-don't! ... don't call me that!"

(*falters*)

"Only Ace does..."

Jack felt suffocated,

Caught in a place, so diffecult - unwanted.

Now, or not yet?

Gahh.. Rash decisions are not my best.

Jack: (*speechless manner*)

"I'm ..... sorry."

(*pause*)

(*sighs*)

Jack: (*nervous*)

"I - er , wanna tell you something."

Billie: (*sniffles*) (*soft , annoyed*)

"What?"

Jack: (*gulps*) (*nervous*) (*sigh*)

"Billie button, it's - "

(*hesitate*)

"it's me."

Billie: (*sniff*) (*soft , annoyed*)

"What do you mean it's you?"

Jack: (*stares at her intently*)

(*gentle*)

"It's me, Ace."

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