Struck by a lightning of jealousy
A loud rumble interrupts the silence. “Trish? Trish, where are you? Please wait for me!” Dan’s voice sounds inaudible from afar. The leaves rustle under my feet while rain is pelting, leaving me painfully aware of the danger I got caught up in. The tall trees paint shadows on the moss-covered ground and another rumble is sending shivers down my spine. My surrounding starts to spin and suddenly my knees hit the hard ground full of branches. A pain shoots through my body, leaving me unable to move. “Trish?!” Dan’s trembling voice is sounding breathy through the wind. “Dan…” my voice sounds weak. Is this it? Am I going to die, struck by a lightning because my jealousy made me run away? My eyelids feel heavy. Suddenly, strong arms grab mine. A muffled voice pierces through: “Trish? Trish? Are you okay?” My body is getting shaken. “Trish! Oh my god. Oh my god.” I feel how I am getting picked up, carried away. I’m bouncing on his arms, his breath comes out short. Is he running? He must be. But why? Isn’t the strucking light so beautiful? I breath in. The smell of rain clouds my senses, making me forget how dangerous this is. Another flash of lightning illuminates the green trees for a second, drawing a beautiful artwork. Suddenly, a loud ‘bang’ next to us. Orange light outlines Dan’s silhouette, then revealing an expression full of panic. A crackling sound fills the air, on top of Dan’s continuously quickening footsteps. “Shit, shit, shit” he mumbles as he runs. Runs away from something that my dizzy brain can’t process. The last thing I see is Dan’s terrified expression. Then: total darkness.