That was when I saw her.

Her long dirty blonde hair moved very softly in the cool breeze, her back to me as she sat on the edge of the crater. The rock beneath her shimmered a dark black blue, tiny white spots of scattered starlight splashed across its shiny surface like glittering dust. Her feet dangled daintily over the jagged edge of the cliff into the black clear water. The flat surface of the rock and the gentle ripples in the water glimmered a pale light although there was no light being omitted from any source. The sun did not hang above us nor did the moon, only small winking stars and endless abyss. I approached her carefully, hoping that she was not one of the many mirages I'd been seeing since she had disappeared.

I sat next to her and she did not disappear like she had so many times before. Her image did not waver and I began to feel confident that she wouldn't leave again. The girl had blunt cut bangs and her thick hair was tucked behind her ears allowing me to see the iridescent light reflecting in her blue eyes as she gazed into the black water. The water somehow reached the height of the cliff just below where her feet dangled but the steep slick path leading up to the cliff was untouched by it. In fact, other than the glittering hill that had lead me to her there was nothing, only black water and stars. So many beautiful stars. I looked up at them and felt overwhelmed by the nothingness that surrounded us.

Still looking at the ceiling of abyss I spoke to her, "So this is where you've been." There was no question in my voice. Stargirl was her favourite story. I should've known that she had been hiding here among the stars and yet until I had arrived here, I would have never thought of it.

Her freckled nose was still downturned as she looked into the beautiful black water, glistening with otherworldly beauty. She responded with that familiar voice of hers and pulled her blue eyes towards me. Her pupils had shimmering golden rings wrapped delicately around them. "Yes."

My eyes mirrored her exactly.

Sadness overwhelmed me as I realized exactly how much I missed seeing those sapphires every day. She blinked her long eyelashes at me as I took notice of all of her familiar features. The small freckles scattered around across her nose were like sprinkles and her dreamy expression suited the airy atmosphere. She was beautiful. She was innocent.

With a small hand she reached out and took my hand in hers and examined the thick ruined skin that covered every inch of my body. She ran her fingertips across the burns and scars lacing my hand and I restrained myself from flinching back in pain. At first her touch was cold and painful and I almost began to panic but then the pain melted into the feeling of fresh spring water, making it seem as if there had never been any damage there.

She pulled her hands away from mine and looked back into the darkness of the water. As soon as her skin left me the feeling of spring water faded and all that was left was pain and scars.

This time she spoke to the water, "Why did you send me away?"

I stared at her, shocked. "Send you away? I didn't send you away! I've spent the last few years searching for you, seeing glimpses of you in the corner of my eye only to find that if you had been there you had gone again. You left." My voice broke on the last word as tears began to cloud my eyes.

She looked at me again with my own eyes, they were what seemed to be the only similarity between us anymore. The girl spoke in a soft whisper, cold true words but in an not accusing manner, "You didn't even realize I was gone until I let you find me. You didn't notice I was missing until I brought you here."

It was true.

"Samantha," I spoke her name after a moment. It hung in the cold atmosphere that surrounded us.

"You sent me away Samantha. Why?" she responded. I almost flinched at the hurt in her voice as she spoke my own name back to me.

I whispered the only true words I could, "I don't know."

We both remained silent, looking out at the glassy dark water rimmed by the twinkling lights.

Finally, I found my voice. "I miss you."

"I know."

"Please come back." I spoke quietly. I knew that I was begging and on the verge of breaking into tears. "I need you."

She looked at me fully and I saw one crystal tear fall from her eye. "I'm sorry."

My heart jumped into my throat as she slid off of the edge of the cliff into the wet blackness below us. Her body made no splash or ripple as it descended into the darkness, as if her she were not really there at all. It was as if she were a ghost.

"No!" I screamed as her body disappeared.

I leaned over the edge of the bottomless lake, searching for her but seeing nothing, holding the edge of the shiny black rock with white scarred knuckles. My breathing was shallow in panic and my heart hammered painfully against my ribcage like a rattling tin can. I could feel my heart pounding in my ears and adrenaline shot through my veins.

In a panic, I jumped into the darkness to go after her. I did not drift down weightlessly into the nothingness like hers did. My body was solid and the water was biting cold, burning my ruined skin. I quickly ducked my head under the water, ignoring the pain that the shock of the sudden cold on my face gave me. I opened my eyes under the water in search for her but saw only inky blackness. I tried to call out to her in the darkness and stayed under until I could hold my breath no longer. When I turned my head upward again to swim back up for a breath, the surface of the water had disappeared. There was only me and dark black water. I flailed around in the coldness, feeling the sharp darkness enter my lungs and burn me up from the inside. I tried to scream in agony but no noise would leave my mouth as the water suffocated me. I fought and struggled to find the way to the surface. The breath I had taken before going under bubbled out of my mouth until there was nothing left. Soon, my limbs grew stiff and my struggle to survive faded like the summer sun did when it was the moons turn to shine. For a moment I could have sworn I saw a flicker of stars dangling above me before the darkness consumed me completely.

I sank like a rock.


A/N: Metaphors, metaphors and metaphors! I don't know how clear the message in this is but I would love to hear your interpritations of it, I know specifically what this story is about but I would love to know what you think. Thank you for reading!

-Kat