AliCat216's Scene Play Challenge: Heartless

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Libi feels lost in a world that is not for her. Lost in a world where you can give your heart away. The only problem is that once you give your heart away, the receiver has control of it. And once that loved one dies, the one who has your heart, you die along with them. Once a proclaimation of love, now it has become a dangerous release. Many people have been deceived by those that they thought loved them; many hearts have been lost to a ruthless ruler. And Libi has been chosen to free the hearts of those deceived; Libi has to make the powerful ruler King Lucifer fall for her, to give her all the hearts he has taken.
The only problem? Libi finds herself falling for her best friend, Caleb.
*This might actually turn into a novel in the long run. Right now it will be a short story for Ali's contest.

Submitted: December 27, 2011

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The waves crashed against the cliff far below. The consistency of the sound and motion pushing me back into myself, into a stupor of my thoughts. I sink to my knees and start to cry. Tears of laughter and sadness, tears of past and present love, tears that had built up behind my eyelids since the beginning. Since the beginnning...I'm not even sure when that was anymore. Was it when I came into this life? When my parents died? When the council decided that I was the one to do it, the one to save the world?

I tell you, I am no superman.

Being a hero is not easy. Being a hero does not make you stronger, it only tears at your soul until you melt under its flickering flame. So much people expect of you. So much you can do, so much you have done. But no one looks at you the same after you've become a hero.

And exactly what have I done? I saved three hearts. Three hearts from eternal damnation. And they call me a hero. There's still millions of hearts left.

Suddenly my flow of tears stops and I carlessly wipe them away. I curl into a ball, arms around my knees and rock back and forth; rocking just as mother used to rock me when I was small. That's my only memory of her. That's the only memory I have of any of my family and now they're all gone. Dead. Stolen.

It starts to rain slightly, drops landing on my bare arms and face. Some landed on my closed eyelids and trailed down my face where they dripped off my chin. The whole earth seemed to be dripping of my anxiety, my sadness, my past. It was if a blanket had been thrown over the flame; a blanket to cover what the world really is so I could get a moment of peace. But blankets do not put out flames. They only make them flare into fires.

"Libi," A low voice whispered behind me.

Caleb. No. I can't face him now. Not before I have to leave, "Go away, Caleb," I choke out.

"Libi, I-I..." he trailed off, "I just wanted to..."

"Say goodbye, right?" I finish for him. A sharp mental pain clouds my thoughts. I can't bear it.

He sighs and sits on the hard rock next to me, "No, see I-"

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! DAMMIT, CALEB!" I can't take it anymore and I break out into full heart-crushing sobs that echo along with my voice out into the open ocean.

Caleb reaches over and pulls me into his arms. I give in and let him hold me. I sob into his chest for a time that seems like hours. And finally, when there are no tears left in me, I lifted my head from Caleb's chest. He tried to brush away my tears; it was useless because of the rain that was now pouring down in stinging sheets.

He stood, and before I could protest he swept me into his arms and carried me away from the edge of the cliff and under an overhang where it was dry. He set me down and I wobbled a little, using his arm for balance.

Then I turned to him. I couldn't quite read the emotion it his eyes. I sighed, "Caleb, what are you doing here?"

He stood there opening and closing his mouth, but no words came out.

"Because if you're here to say goodbye like everyone else, I don't know what I'm going to do with you," I whispered. It's true. Every person I've seen since the council meeting has said 'goodbye' or 'good luck.' I don't think I could stand another goodbye. Especially from Caleb.

He looked a little relieved, "That's good because I didn't come here to say goodbye."

"Then why, Caleb," I fumed. Seeing him before leaving on my mission was not my plan, "Why do you have to torture me?"

His eyebrows furrowed and his wet black hair dripped over his eyes, "Torture you? Libi, I-"

"You what?" I cut him off. I was angry now, "You think you know me, Caleb. You think you know what I've been through? You think you know what it is like to grow up not knowing your family? You think you know what a mess it is to have the world send you to make someone you don't even love fall for you?"

He stood there, openmouthed, but I pressed on, "And now you stand before me, telling me you aren't here to torture me before I go off and leave the only one I care about behind? Did you think of that?"

"I don't know what you've gone through, Libi, but I know you. And you are not what your past makes you."

"Nobody knows, Caleb. Nobody knows what I've been through. Not the council, not King Lucifer, not this city, not this country, not this world..."

He seemed to regain his confidence, "I know."

I was getting desperate now, "And now I have to go off to a place that I don't even know and-"

Caleb steped right up to me and pressed his lips to mine. My hands reached up into his hair unconsciously and twisted into its softness. His arms locked around my waist; I'm sure I would've fallen if not for his support. I sighed as his lips left mine.

I opened my eyes tentatively and saw his emerald eyes gazing into my blues. We just stood there for a minute: Caleb supporting most of my weight, my hands still entangled in his hair.

He leaned forward and kissed me again. I closed my eyes and relished in the feeling, chest to chest, lip to lip.

"I love you," he murmured.

"I love you too," I answered roboticly. Then I squeezed my eyes shut as I slowly shifted back to reality, "But why now, Caleb? I'm about to leave. This Isn't fair to you, to both of us."

"That's exacly why I came now, Libi," he said slowly but firmly, "I knew that I might not have another chance. Can you understand that?"

Opening my eyes again, "It's just hard."

"I know."

"When I come back, or if-"

Caleb interrupted, "Only when, Libi. I don't want to think about if."

"When I come back, you'll be waiting, won't you?"

He looked at me head on, "I'll wait forever if I have to."

"Then..." I swallowed, "Then will you keep something with you?"

"Anything."

"My heart."

He stepped back shaking his head, "Libi, no, I can't. What if something happens to me? You'll die then, too."

"I don't want to think about that either."

He let out a breath, "Then I will give you mine as well."

"No, Caleb. I must go heartless. I don't want to risk your life upon me. This way, I have nothing to lose."

He nodded as if he had known all along, "Entrust your heart to me, then."

I closed my eyes and muttered the magic words. A fire started burning within me. It started in my chest and spread to my fingertips and toes. It burned as if I was being ripped apart from the inside out. The pain escaladed and I was about to scream when it ended and I felt Caleb's soft lips upon mine again.

"I'll keep it safe," he promised. Then he turned and disappeared into the approaching dusk.

 

 

 


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