Meant for Someone
Leaving's never easy. Things always linger behind. Running won't help. You'll find out that it'll only lead you back to where you started
**************BEEEEEEEP-BEEEEEEEEEP******** A hand went out to shut the alarm but the owner was already awake. Rhys, a fox with fur a pale golden color didn't need the alarm clock, but still it was something familiar from better days from the past. Handling everything that came with cleaning up for the morning, he made breakfast, just some simple eggs, cooked sunny-side up and pancakes.
It was a small blessing now, Rhys never had to pull out a new bottle of maple syrup every time he ate pancakes. Yet it didn't really matter anymore, the fox smeared egg yolk into the shape of some eyes and a smile. Then he just ate everything up quietly and cleaned up the dishes and started brewing a cup of coffee. He lived in a small row house in what would be considered in other properties the basement. It didn't have much space but a single person doesn't need a whole lot of room in the first place, and the upkeep was cheap. The best thing of the whole thing though was that this place was different, with little to bring up any painful memories. Rhys stopped throwing towels on the bathroom floor or leaving the house keys at the front door, it wasn't needed anymore. Still some habits die hard; he kept cleaning the mirror every morning wiping the glass till it shone.
The fox picked up the phone and started to dial his mother's number. He still kept in touch with her, even with six other siblings he could push off this duty to. He remembered just when he dialed the last digit that she would be out walking at this time of day. He canceled the call, while he swirled the last dregs of his coffee. He heard a *thunk* at the door. The newspaper came around this time of day, and Rhys retrieved it but he wasn't expecting much with the same old scandals, cheats, and general bad feelings still filling the pages. Something did catch his eye; a movie with that person had just come out in theaters. Was it worth it to watch this film? The fox decided to go see it, maybe Rhys was just setting himself for being hurt more but the fox didn't care.
Rhys looked out of the window as the first drops of rain came down, he didn't keep umbrellas as they just kept being blown around in the wind. There was however a rather serviceable coat, so he wore that. He went walking through the streets heading towards the movie theater as rain came falling. The rain was coming down in buckets when Rhys was in the theater, the line wasn't too bad in any case and getting a ticket was rather simple enough. The fox took a seat and sat through the film, while it wasn't a bad film Rhys didn't have an enjoyable experience. Maybe it was the mood, either the film's or his own, that made Rhys miss that person on the screen even more. Rhys stayed long enough to see that person's name in the credits and left.
Walking home right now would be rather a trial so Rhys wandered around town, with a lingering wish to see that person again. Yet what was the point, what was there to say? There wasn't any reason for that person to stay. It happened all the time didn't it? People leave each other everyday, it's nothing new and they move on. That was what Rhys was continuously telling himself until he reached his front door. He sighed, he already made his decision, there wasn't any point thinking about this.
Rhys picked up the coffee cup he'd left on the table and let the window shades down. He breathed deeply and just gazed at what he had now at the moment, the only thing that after all said and done Rhys still possessed. He went and brushed his teeth and did everything people did before going to sleep. Turning off the bathroom light and getting into his bedclothes, he slipped under the covers. Shaking his head he turned on the mattress and just closed his eyes. "It'll be alright" he thought and just went to sleep, and dreamt that person was right next to him the whole night...