"Myracles Happen"

Chapter One

The snow crunched under Troy’s boots as he walked his way through the park. The night was dark and cold but none the less he still enjoyed the walk. He was eager to finally meet and catch up with Myracle. He wondered about her many nights while he was away. He prayed for her every moment before he closed his eyes. At first he thought that his accident was a punishment for what ever he had done wrong in his life by removing the second thing in his life he most loved. Then he bumped into October.

He hadn’t seen either twin for about fifteen years but he had never lost one bit of the memories. He was fifteen when his parents shipped him away to boot camp and away school. He was eighteen when he joined the military and he was twenty nine when he was shot in the knee during a loading practice session where he was training. He retired at thirty when he realized working with a bad knee and an aching heart just wasn’t going to work out. Moving back to New York was something he had dreamed of for a while and decided now was just the time.

He hadn’t dated much while he was away and any fling he did have meant nothing and didn’t last very long. He still in the end loved Myracle more then anything. When he had shared his thoughts with his best friend and current high ranking official about Myracle he was put down. Harry had told him that love at fifteen didn’t happen. That by now she was probably married with children and chances of him even locating her would be slim to nothing.

Faith still in his heart he set out any way. Here he was pacing at a park waiting for Myracle. October hadn’t recognized him but why would she? Both she and Myracle were twelve when he was shipped away and most people can’t remember what school was like at that age let alone friends from there. He sure did recognize her when he first saw her in the patrol car. As the tall cop called in for a tow truck October sat in the car smiling at the cop.

October looked like she was happy. In those moments troy watched her he remembered the girl whom stuck to herself and yet in her own way stuck out at the same time. She still looked like the deep thought person she was. This fact made him wonder if Myracle was the same. When they were younger Myracle was an adventurous type. She would climb rocks with him and flip through records with him at the store. She wasn’t anything like the other twelve year olds who spent time dreaming about marriage and when they would get their period. She didn’t go goggle eyed over men and she’d felt certain she wouldn’t date much in the future.

She was a guy’s best friend. In the past he’d hope it became more then that. He hoped that they would grow old together. Maybe he was the girl in the relationship with dreams of love but he couldn’t help it. He was addicted to this amazing girl and never wanted to let her go.

Sighing and forgetting his pacing he sat on his bench. He cracked his knuckles and thought more about her. Checking his watch he noted that it was nine and that she was an hour late. Where could she be? Worried he thought about the possibilities. What if she decided she didn’t want to see him? What if something bad had happened to her?

He couldn’t take it if anything happened to her on her way to see him. He would blame himself for an eternity. Shaking bad thoughts out of his head he looked straight ahead. He stared at the view in front of him that he hadn’t noticed before. It was beautiful. The snow looked untouched and the trees were white. All leaves on the trees were gone but the beauty was still there. The wind blew a bit and Troy could see his breath. The benches looked lonely but bared a sense of independence at the same time. Everything was magnificent.

Suddenly he heard a scream from behind him and turned to catch a woman slip and fall. Her body flew threw the air and landed flat. Getting up he quickly hurried to her side. Standing over her she smiled and he knelt. Looking at her flash backs hit him and he was overwhelmed with happiness. There were nights he prayed that god would just grant him one more look at her beautiful face before his time was up. It seemed now that prayer was granted under the stars and in the snow.

Myracle laughed and groaned. “I’d rate that a seven.” She said.

Troy smiled at her memory of their game. When ever some one was hurt between the three they would rate the pain in the hopes that the humor would lessen the ache. Never worked but it was their thing.

“Looked to me more like a five.” He said.

“Well then I’d like to see you do it yourself.”

“Just tell me when.” He said holding out his hand and helping her get up.

The two got up and stood staring at each other. He acknowledged every detail of her. Her hair was a light blonde now and she wore heals. Her coat was tiny and probably didn’t nurture to her very well. Her nails were nicely done and the pants she wore nicely revealed her shape. She looked amazing in a new way. A new Myracle. “You look so different I feel obligated to introduce myself. Troy” He said holding out his hand.

“Can’t say you look the same yourself. Myracle” she shook his hand and he signaled for the bench.

“Well, we are adults now. Things tend to change. I have to say you’ve changed a lot.” Saying this he meant every word. He hoped that this image had no effect to the woman on the inside. He hoped she was the same.

“Well… yeah. Listen I’m sorry I’m late. I had dinner with my boyfriend and then we got into an argument that lasted longer then it should and I was a little rattled and I made a trip to October that also lasted longer then it should have and I got here and I got lost and so basically I’m a mess.” She said. Troy watched her every action as she rambled on. He watched her hands go up in the air as she talked about her crazy day. He listened to every word and watched every blink. Paying close attention to her.

“I’m sorry to hear you went through all of that.” He said. Truly he was sorry to hear that she had a boyfriend. He felt as thought his heart had just been ripped out of his chest and as he sat there he resisted the urge to look up and ask God why. He couldn’t understand the meaning of bring Myracle into his life when she was already taken. Still so he believed in God and his choices. He trusted him to do the right thing.

“Yeah… It’s been a hard day.” She said looking at him a tear trickling down her cheek. Suddenly she jumped for him. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She squeezed him tight and in response he held her. Pulling away she wiped at the moist in her eyes of tears that had yet to have the chance to fall. “Sorry, I just needed that hug and I haven’t seen you in a while so I guess it was a hug long over due. How have you been?!” She said smiling.

Surprised at how quickly she picked herself up he smiled. “Well I have been just fine. I recently retired from the military. Bad knee so I couldn’t do it any more which is ok I have been dying to return home. What have you been doing with yourself? You look… successful.” He said. Successful… blonde… same thing. He thought to himself.

“Nothing, nothing at all. It’s a scary thought. I think its coming back to haunt me.” She said staring past him as she spoke as if she was telling herself this.

“I’m afraid to ask what you mean. I will anyway though. What do you mean? Honestly, how are you?” He asked. He sensed something wrong with her he knew it was there. Reaching for her hand he looked at her. Waiting for a response from her. Waiting for her to speak to him with the same closeness they once shared.

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Troy held her hand and her heart stopped. He looked at her and focused on her making her feel like for the first time in a long time some one was listening. It hurt to say she’s never received this look from Brian the man she’s been dating for two months.

“Troy…” she began her throat burning as she tried to hold in her pain. “I hate to unload it on you like this but I guess I’m not ok. I feel so empty inside. I feel like a walking Barbie. I feel like people look at me and all they see is a pretty girl. Today I had an argument with my boyfriend over how much we haven’t seen each other lately due to his job. He flipped and said maybe if I had a job and did something in life I would know. I think he’s right Troy.” She said her eye sight blurry and her cheeks heated with pain.

It hurt to say the words but it was all so true. She’d have to say she should have seen this coming. What human being could walk around doing nothing and feel complete? Her life had felt so empty and days went by slower. Watching the world around her she lost interest for shopping and talking. Rumors and parties didn’t interest her any more and all she wanted was something she could claim. She wanted accomplishments that actually meant something. Technically in her life she had gotten no where. All she had to show for her life was four complete college years at the local college at which she barely worked.

She told October that she had nothing to show for herself and she hated it. That parties seemed pointless and who looked better in a bikini didn’t matter anymore. October simply smiled and said “You’re growing up. Welcome to being an adult Myracle. I’ve been one since I turned fifteen.” This made her roll her eyes.

“Troy I’ve done nothing. If it wasn’t for my grandfather I’d have nothing. I am nothing. What am I supposed to do? I don’t want to be the blonde anymore. I don’t want to be the walking ditz.” She bit on her lip and swallowed some sobs she refused to release.

“Doesn’t sound hard to me. Don’t be the blonde Myracle.” He said his tone serious. His voice had matured much and his figure and features bared strength.

“How?” she asked.

“You aren’t a natural blonde. You die your hair to look that way and you change your personality to fit it. Go back to the girl I knew. That brown burst of sunshine.” He said smiling. Myracle smiled back and just then her phone vibrated in her pocket and she jumped at the unexpected feeling. “Excuse me..” she said pulling her phone out of her pocket. Answering her phone she listened to the person on the other line. She shook her head but replied yes. She hung up the phone and turned to Troy.

“I’m going to have to leave early. Like now. But it was great talking to you. Thank you. I’ve missed you Troy.”

“I missed you too.” He said.

“Do you have a number I can reach you at?” she asked. Troy nodded his head and pulled out a card. Reading his name on the card gave her the chills. He hadn’t been around for years and she just couldn’t grasp the thought of him back in her mind. Smiling still she hugged him and got up. Walking off she dreaded what was still to come. The night unfortunately wasn’t over.

My Sorry Note!

Well guys, I have to apologize for taking so long to launch Myracle’s story. I guess you can say I had sort of a writers block. A strong sense of writers block. Of course now that I have written the first chapter and it is done and over with the worst part is over. Now I can write my heart out. While I’m taking the time out to apologize I think I should apologize for maybe any future waiting I will put you through. School is starting soon and as you know from my age and short biography I’m starting high school. Which for me is a big thing and it will take some time to settle in and get everything under my control. Maybe I won’t have time for writing. Maybe I’ll write really crapy I don’t know. But I know school definitely changes things. So I’m sorry if I disappoint any one. On that note. I’ll end it here.

Thanks for reading. I love you all.

Mizz Lyd