Day 126 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write about a character’s emotions controlling the weather or time.
Shannon: “Why is it raining,” Megan asked the rhetorical question, since she already knew the answer. “I don’t understand why you are upset. I really need you to be happy today. I had an outdoor wedding for a reason, because you could promise me sunshine. Don’t back down on that promise, I’m begging you. Do you want to make me cry,” she covered her heart with both hands.
“I’m sorry I’ll get it under control, just give me time to calm down,” I explained, taking deep breaths trying to clear my mind. I flashed every happy thought through my mind that I had stocked up for moments like this. The only problem was fake happiness didn’t work. It couldn’t last. It was too much pressure.
“Do you need to talk, because I really thought you’d be happy for me,” she looked so hurt.
“I am happy for you,” my voice cracked, and I looked up to try to stop myself from crying.
“I can tell,” she stated, disappointed.
I had to tell her the truth. I couldn’t ruin the day for her, leaving her in the dark, since I couldn’t keep it inside. “Everything is going to change. I know we’ll be friends forever, but it’s never going to be the same as it is now. You’re moving away, and you’re going to be busy and keep getting busier, and I’m going to miss this,” tears were falling and I was running out of dry space on my Kleenex.
“Bullshit. Not us,” she shook her head. She was always tough. I wish she could control the weather. It wouldn’t fluctuate so much. “I’m getting married and yes I’m moving, but I’m not scared. Life has changed for us so many times before and we’re still together. I know you won’t forget about me. Don’t sell me short, you need believe the same about me. Trust me.”
I couldn’t hear the rain on the window anymore. I felt at peace. We both looked at the window and then smiled at each other. “When you move, who’s going to help with that,” I joked, pointing outside.
“You’ll call me,” she reached out to embrace me in long hug.
Erin: “Hey babe,” the sound in my girlfriend’s voice sounded hesitant. “We need to talk, can I come over.”
The entire time she was on her way I decided to red through our old text conversations. There was no sign of trouble, and that calmed me down. Her sweetness and humor calmed me down like no other. When the doorbell rang, I ran to the door as quickly as possible. A gust of wind shot her hair into the sky.
“Calm down,” she warned embracing me in a hug. With that contact, the flag in my neighbor’s yard stopped all of its movement.
“It’s so good to see you,” I gushed squeezing her hard.
“Yeah,” she walked into the kitchen without another word.
“What’s up,” I pushed for her to spill what was bothering her.
“Honestly, I don’t know that I can be with you anymore,” she just came out and said.
“What,” my exterior looked fine. I always did. Outside a mist was hitting the window.
“This is the exact reason,” she pointed to the window. The mist had turned into a sprinkle and was only intensifying. “I don’t want have the power to cause this.”
“Welcome to my life,” a strike of lightning crashed nearby and she flinched. “I’m sorry, I just love you.”
“I love you too, but unless you learn how to better control your powers I can’t be with you.”
“But I’ve only ever had any control when I’m with you,” I softly argued as she coldly made her way to the door.
Is your character messing with the weather or time?