Nathalie had began to take a walk. Last night, she was extremely EXTREMELY frustrated over recent events which happened. This caused her to have cut herself. She wasn’t thinking of course, and just.. did it. The multiple she did REALLY itched after, but she had to resist the urge to scratch and just bandaged it and said she fell on some glass.
It began to rain. She had not noticed yet, due to her train of negative thoughts just running through her mind. A lot of stuff happened in her life. Some good some bad. She’s pretty nonchalant, sometimes a bit cold. Thinking about death was.. I don’t know. Maybe this is why she’s so reserved and cold. The ways she could die and the few ways she wanted to. She could die any way she wanted..most of the time.. by falling into acid by chance, accidentally falling off of a cliff, whatever else ideas arose to mind. The thoughts she had in mind right now however, were suicide—hanging, overdose, or jumping.
By the time Nathalie actually snapped out of her thoughts, she realized she was soaked. Her clothes, and hair. Just hoped the dye would stay there. She sat at a bench, her shorts getting wetter than before. Not like anyone would be able to tell to begin with, no? This is random. For the weather forecast saying there’d be no rain.. nah. Maybe she changed channels too quick! It’s kinda cold, though. From being wet of course!! Can you blame her? She didn’t know it was gonna rain, although it’s a little stupid to not have brung a jacket either way.. hmm. Maybe this’ll teach her a lesson when she’s stuck at home sick for a few days because she hadn’t brunt a jacket.
“Hey..”
Someone had been shaking Nathalie for a moment. It does seem a bit impolite on how she hasn’t responded but she wasn’t really.. thinking.
“Huh?”
“Are you like.. okay? You seemed to be shivering, well obviously hehe.. and you also don’t have any cover in this type of weather.”
“I-I’m fine.”
Suddenly the rain stopped. This is weird.. Nathalie looked up. That girl, who she barely even knew, was here holding an umbrella over her head. It’s like she’s too kind, no?
“Why’d you do that.”
She crossed her arms, trying to seem a bit upset when she really hadn’t felt anything at the moment. Maybe a bit of shock or a bit of.. I don’t know.
“You seem like you’re freezing.. let’s go get something to eat, so you can warm up and dry off as well!”
“I don’t even know you!!”
Anybody might feel a little weirded out at some stranger coming up to them being like “oh let’s go eat” like you’ve known each other since Day 1. Shit, it could be a kidnapper for all you knew!! In this sick, twisted, and cruel world anything’s expected at this point. It’s.. honestly sad.
“You don’t have to know somebody to be kind to them.”
“…”
Those words.. something about them.. no. Something about HER. Maybe it’s her blonde hair or pretty green eyes. Doesn’t matter but.. what is this feeling? In honesty, she hasn’t felt anything like this before. Like something awoke in her—NO.
“I’m Emilie! You?”
“N-Nathalie.”
Maybe she was in love. Would anyone accept her for this though? People don’t normalize being gay, so she could get outed by anyone she told who went against her. Love at first sight.. isn’t that a movie concept, like a popular one? Never thought it actually would happen!
“Let’s go! Before it’s crowded!!”
She got dragged off by the other girl, but she didn’t complain. If anyone else had did this she would’ve probably punched them in a sensitive spot depending on gender or if she knows them well enough to know a painful spot. She smiled a bit. It was a bit annoying her glasses had those raindrop-like dots and she’s need to clean them but didn’t think it would rain or that she had to in the first place.. but atleast she might’ve made a friend.