Between by Lisa Silverthorne

Author:Lisa Silverthorne [Silverthorne, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elusive Blue Fiction

eight

The Between faded, the misty edges of her vision growing bright and familiar. She held her breath, eyes fluttering.

Sunlight!

Glittering across Elliott Bay, fog burning away as morning brightened into a delicate but crisp, blue sky. She let out a breath. The emerald city was waking up.

She couldn’t halt the tears as she fell to her knees, clutching green grass in her fists and brushing cold sand through her fingers. The salty tang of sea water scrubbed the cool air, call of sea gulls mingling with the steady hush of waves lapping against the familiar, rocky Bainbridge Island beach.

She was home! She was alive. It had all been a horrible, ecstasy-filled trip.

Heather laughed as the sun warmed her face, the sand cold and soothing against her palms. Relief rushed over her as she twirled around and around on the beach.

It was just a bad trip!

She hadn’t overdosed. Just rolled too much Molly, that’s all. She hadn’t taken enough and she’d never been so relieved in her entire life.

She turned her face to the sun again, the warmth drenching her skin. Wind brushed across her cheeks in numbing caresses so clean and pure as it dried her tears. The sun was the brightest she could remember in Seattle. She laid her hand against her chest, desperate to feel the subtle quiver of her heart beating against her ribs. Nothing stirred against her fingers. She sucked in a breath and turned away from the bay.

Seeing the dark shape on the beach.

No. Her stomach twisted into a knot. No!

She balled her hands into fists and beat the ground. This wasn’t happening! She was alive! She was still alive.

She ran toward the drenched body lying in the surf, white hoodie soaked and grey, brown hair tangled with sea grass and sand, flashes of burgundy and copper highlights glinting in the sun. Green eyes open, empty, staring up at the sky, dull against her alabaster-pale skin. So still. So deathly still. And cold, a chill so deep that no blood could ever warm it again.

She hung over her body and cried. Not because people had hurt her. Not because she’d been bullied. Not because she’d lost her mom.

Because she’d mattered.

Because she had worth and importance like every living creature. And she’d forgotten it. There was no one else like her in the world. She had double-jointed elbows and could recite the Star-Spangled Banner backward. She loved banana milkshakes and had streaked her hair burgundy and copper because she liked how it all sparkled when the sun hit it. She could talk like a chipmunk and she hated raspberries. Like everyone else, she’d been important in her own way, but she’d listened—and agreed—when someone told her she was worthless.

She’d listened when the world told her that she didn’t matter. That she meant nothing. That the world would be better off without her. She was the one person she should have loved without question, but she’d listened to all those horrible things instead.

And believed them.

What would Ash think

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