Under the Starlight

Down the darkened street I went. Alone. I had been dumped that night, by my first serious boyfriend. I had always thought we'd be together, and that we wouldn't ever leave each other, but he'd disproven that by his actions tonight. He didn't even give me a way to get home. I had to walk across this deserted town at 11. It was a good thing I wasn't afraid of the dark. Quite the opposite actually. I liked to let the night enfold me, turn me invisible, and let me ride along with the wind. I hated feeling alone though. It was the one thing about this night I despised. None of my friends even knew yet, my cell phone broke. This meant two things, i couldn't call for a ride, and I didn't have anybody to console me. I guess it didn't matter though, I already got past the sad "Why doesn't he want me?" stage, and i was on to the "I hate him so much I wouldn't care if he died this very moment!" stage.

Only three cars passed me down the street I turned down five minutes ago. None of them took any notice of me. Which was fine by me. I didn't want to be noticed. I wanted isolation, despite the fact I hated the loneliness. It was a little contradicting, but so was the rest of my life.

Another car drove by, then slowed down and backed up. I tensed up a little bit, waiting to either stay and fight or run. I wasn't very fast, and if someone jumped out of the car to grab me, I wouldn't have much of a chance, but then I heard a familiar voice. "Hey you, get in here!" It was just Tristan.

Oh Tristan. Always there when I need you.


I spent the duration of my relationship with Alex, my now-ex-boyfriend, liking his best friend, the admirable Tristan. Tristan had a good personality, good looks, and a car. All of which Alex did not possess. Looking back now I say this, when i first met Alex he seemed perfect. Much to my dismay, this proved false. We didn't agree on anything, including music, sports, or life in general. Tristan and I, did however. We loved the same things. Both of our favorite songs was "Starlight" by Muse. We loved watching baseball, no matter what teams were playing. We would be the best couple ever, but he was dating Amanda. Amanda was and is everything I am not.

I got in the car and he turned the music down. It was Muse. "Why are you out alone so late?"


"Starlight, I will be chasing you in starlight.."

I paused, not knowing if he knew. I assumed he didn't. "Alex broke up with me."


"What?" he sounded surprised. Which surprised me.

"Yeah."


"That's kind of weird. Amanda just broke up with me, and I tried calling your cell because I wanted to talk and then I just decided to drive to your house and well now here we are.. I'm so sorry though!"

"Hold you dear in my heart, I just want you to hold, you dear in my heart."

"It's okay, really." I said, "Are you okay?"


"Yeah I'm fine. It was kind of mutual. I couldn't go on pretending like I liked her."

"What?"


"What what?"

"You didn't like her?" We were turning down another street.


"Well I mean it was just. I don't really know it's just. I don't know how to explain.. it was like.."

"Tristan." I was confused. "What are you trying to say?"


"I didn't like her. I was just dating her to get my mind of someone else." He glanced sideways at me.

I fell silent again. My heart was pounding. I had no clue what he was saying. Half the conversation I'd been fantasizing we were dating and he was driving me home from a date.


"Sybil?"

"What? Oh sorry."


"Are you okay?"

"Yeah yeah. I'm just.."


"Our hopes and expectations.. black holes and revelations."

He stopped for a light, and turned to look at me. He set his right hand over mine.
I looked up, surprised. "So who's the other girl?"

Now it was his turn to not speak. He looked down, then back up to meet my eyes.

The light changed but he didn't look up. We were alone at the intersection anyway.

Finally his gaze fell on mine. "Sybil, I.."


And at that moment I knew. "Really?"

"I have, ever since I met you."


Shock fell across my face, and it must of confused him because suddenly he looked away and hit the accelerator.

It was quiet as Starlight played, dimly in the background.


"I have too."

"I just want you to hold me dear in your arms."

He stopped. "What?"


"I've liked you ever since I met you. I hope that's what you meant too." I don't know where this sense of strength came from. Ever since I'd heard the words, we're over from Alex, I'd been feeling extremely weak and useless. Now I felt on top of the world.

"That's what I meant too."


"Wow."

Soon we pulled over on the road. He turned to me and kissed me. The way our lips melded together, I knew it was meant to be.

"Now I'll never let you go, if you promise not to fade away, never fade away."