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The bright sunlight on my face wakes me. I can feel the damp grass on my back. I roll over. The dream fades. I can smell the rain from the grass. I hear the sound of breathing from Sam beside me. The moisture has condensed on my clothes. I can see him coated in a light cover of rain water as to me. I can hear the wind gently rustling the trees. I can almost hear the movement of the grass. I can see particles of dust from the night's wind on Sam's fur. I could stay like this for hours. Sam stirs. He rolls over and tries to open his eyes. From his deep sleep he opens them, ever so slowly. 

“How's it going? Have a good sleep?' I whisper trying to stop the lull of the wind from coaxing him back to his slumber. 

'Same as always' He says with sadness in his voice. 

'Still having those dreams?' I ask cautiously trying not to provoke them back.

He sits up and rubs his eyes with his desert sand coloured hands. He blinks rapidly trying to get the sleep from his soul. He lowers his hands onto the dirt. The silence said it all. I only ask it to help him. Maybe, one day he'll say no. That will be a great day. I have them as well, every night. It's the eternal pain that we both have to endure.

'Want to have breakfast then?' I say trying to disrupt the silence. 

I stand up and offer my hand to him. He shakes his head. The dream must still be engrained in his thoughts.

'I know, I still have them.' I say trying to be confident.

The truth is, I'm still having them. Every night I have them. They won't leave. Ever since it happened. Sam slowly shuffled to his feet. The sunlight causes his fur from desert orange to a more bright range. The sun shines brightly over head. I can see the water on his fur glisten in the light. We both just share a moment of silence. We could of talked, but we didn't. His eyes said all I needed. I could hear the birds chirping happily in the background. They didn't share or acknowledge our burden. The wind occasionally swept through the glass in the field where we slept the night before. The imprint of our posture was imbedded into the grass and dirt. 

'I think we should get moving.' I say trying to start up a conversation. 

By now the water has evaporated off his fur. He stands their in the dazzling sunlight crossed armed. He does nothing. 

'What happens if they find us?' He says trying to contradict my faith.

'I don't know, maybe they might spare us.' I say trying to ignore his disbelief in me.

'At least we die together' I say not noticing that I'm blushing. 

I see his face blush crimson red. He nods pretending that nothing is happening. I can feel the heat in my cheeks. We just stand there, like time has frozen. 

'Then again, they could invite us in. Well, you most likely' I interrupt the moment.

For the next few hours we walk. The sound of birds chirping and the breeze is calming. We don't say anything. No one wants to mention what occurred before. I liked it. I'm not going to lie. I'm not sure what he thought of it though. We stop. I see a fallen log the log is covered in moss. It's emerald green invites me to sit. 

'I think it's time for a break. He says trying to have a valid excuse to have a time to talk about what happened.

I sit down on one end. He sits on the other. For the next few moments we stare at each other. The sound of the birds and wind continues. I almost get lost in its enchantment, before his grunts to get my attention back to his gaze.

'We need to talk, about what happened.' He says with awkwardness in his tone.

'Do we, really? I think it's clear what should be done.' I say expecting him to agree.

I understand that this cannot work. Not us. We are too different. One, a human, one a monkey. It's not viable. I want to accept it. In my heart I can't. I will just have to deal with it. The crimson red blush returns to his face. I'm too distracted in my thoughts to do the same. Another emotion is spread on my cheeks. I feel a tear of agony roll slowly down my cheeks. He creeps closer. He smirks. Why? Does my pain really make him like this? The sadness grows stronger. I want to say what I'm thinking. I can't say it. It's stupid. It's fine, I will and have to get over it. My problem not his. I lock eyes with him trying to somehow talk with my eyes. He face changes into a mirror of mine. 

'I really thought we could give it a shot, but I will respect your decision.' He says with pure sadness from his heart.

What? He really thinks we could do it? Us.

The sadness leaves. It gets replaced with pure happiness. My cheeks turn to a sapphire red. 

'Do you think we could do it? Us?' I say trying to sound confident.

'Hell yes!' He says without thinking.

The crimson red returns with a passion. I hesitantly put my hand on his. He looks down at it. He then slowly grasps it. Fate is sealed with this simply gesture. He then realises he said. The quickly retracts his hand to his face. 

'Sorry, I couldn't control myself.' I say attempting to remove the awkwardness from the situation. 

He shuffles closer. His face is centimetres from my face. He leans and start to kiss me. We both just shut our eyes and get lost in our emotions. He stops and moves back.

'From now on, we will do this, as us. Not we, us.' He says making the situation more awkward.

I chuckle. This is the most happiest I've been since... no, don't think about that. I'm fine. We are fine. Us. By now the sun has almost set. I'm too tired to think. 

'I need to sleep and collect my thoughts.' I say yawning.

We lay down on the dead dry grass. We collect a pile of leaves and grass to use as a makeshift bed. I lay down facing the way we came. The bird noises have been replaced with a symphony of crickets. The wind has long since ceased. It's perfect. The tranquility quickly lulls me to sleep.

I wake up. I can't see. I'm blind. I claw at my face. There's something on my eyes. I need to stay calm. 

'Sam! Are you there!? I can't see! Help!' I say shouting at the blackness. 

So much for calm. Too late the anxiety takes over my body. Something jabs be in the side violently. 

'Be quiet! Get moving human scum!' An angry male voice shouts in the blackness.

He figures forces me onto my feet. They then guide me to the direction that they want me. I need to not prove them. Well, more. So this is how I die? No, don't think like that, I'm sure they won't kill me. They clearly want me for a reason. We then begin to walk on. For the next hour I spend the time trying to trip on things. I think I walked over his foot about 10 times. Each time, with another jab to the stomach. We eventually arrive.

'We are here. I'm going to take off your blindfold. If you run, I will kill you. Don't think I won't.' The voice says menacingly. 

He removed the blindfold in one quick motion. Really, why didn't I try that? I sunlight is blinding. I blink rapidly trying to see. I'm surrounded by wooden bars. Really, I'm a prisoner? Great. Just great. All around me a wooden walls. They seem to be well built. I look further out to see a wooden wall to see some sort of village. The smell on cooked meat gets my attention. The pain of hunger kicks in. A noise makes me turn. My captor grunts. I turn to see a deep sea water coloured furred gorilla. He fur covered all of his body except for his chest. He body is streamlined with muscle. No wonder I was getting literally dragged by him.

'If it was up to me I would of killed you.' He says angrily.

A monkey walks in. Sam.

'Let him go! He doesn't deserve this!' Sam screams at the heavily muscled gorilla. He gorilla turns and looks at Sam in the eyes. 

'How dare you! I saved you from him! Be grateful little monkey!' The gorilla shouts infuriated. 

The gorilla was about to take a punch at Sam, but then a a Bonbo struts in. He is covered in dirt brown fur. The fur is cleanly kept. Not a hair is out of place. His body is covered in a above average amount of muscle. He must care greatly about his appearance. Interesting.

'Now, explain yourself.' He says not impressed by the gorilla's efforts. 

'See, I protected this small monkey from his human captor.' He says trying to redeem himself.

'That not how it happened!' Sam says with hatred in his voice.

'How did it happen then?' The Bonbo says intrigued. 

'We were sleeping, then he attacked us. He knocked me unconscious and then stole Dave from me.' Sam says trying to stay calm. His face goes a dark blood red. The anger in his whole body shows. He tenses ready to attack anyone who dared. 

'What about you, human? How did it occur?' He says as though he doesn't care about my point of view. 

'Exactly how the monkey said.' I say looking at the gorilla trying to stir him.

The gorilla goes the same shade of red as Sam. He walks up to me and prepared to strike.

'Leave, you have told me enough.' He says infuriated. 

The gorilla goes silent. The monkey's face becomes red with pure anger. He stares directly at the gorilla. The gorilla doesn't hesitate to leave. He runs out of the room like he is on fire. That's a check on my “weirdest things ever" list. My expression goes flat. I realise that I'm next. I need to stay calm. Maybe I could be okay. The monkey's expression changes. The anger in his face leaves. It's now replaced with serenity. I wish I could do that. Sam does the same thing. With the troublesome gorilla gone it's like that there is no “need" for anger, so it just leaves as fast as it came.

'Sorry about him, he gets a bit... “carried away" some times.' The monkey says with calmness in his voice.

'Can I get out of here now?' I say impatiently. 

'Oh yes, the cage. Hang on.' He says completely forgetting about it.

The monkey begins to walk over to my cage but is completely overtaken by Sam. Sam then fiddles frantically with the lock. The anger returns to his face. Frustrated, he cleanly rips off the lock with one motion. The monkey's leaps back in surprise. The look of surprise is hysterical. He jumped back like he saw some kind of snake. Before I can even leave the cage, Sam reaches in and picks me up and carries me. 

'Damn! You should of told me that you were this strong!' I say in complete surprise. 

The red of Sam's anger transformed into the redness of embarrassment. He immediately puts me down. He cover his face with is hands.

'Hey, it's a good thing, plus it's kind of...' I say remembering about the other being in the room. 

My face goes a similar colour. The monkey that I completely forgot about has been there the entire time. He shakes his head. 

'I'll give you guys some privacy. I'll go tell the village we have some new...guests.' He says awkwardly.

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'This your area.' The gorilla says still angry at us.

He lumbers away, leaving Sam and I standing alone. The area, is just a patch of dust. The sun begins to set. The orange haze floods the tree canopy, flooding the entire village in orange light. It empathised Sam's fur. He's beautiful. Thoughts flood my head. No, I can't think of him like that. I've know him as a friend for years. Ever since he found me. My body begins to give in to the sadness. I begin to cry.

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I lay there flat on the dirt crying. The loneliness takes over my broken, depressed soul. The hot evil sun shines overhead. I can't go on. It's all gone. I can't get it back. My crying ceases. There's no point. My faith is gone.

'Take me, I can't deal with the pain anymore!' I scream hoping I could get the attention of some wild animal.

I face the dirt. I can't look at his world anymore. I close my eyes and accept my fate. I hear a rustle in the distance. 

'I'm here! Please! Take me.' I say screaming as loud as I can. 

An orange monkey emerges from behind a bush. He walks in his back legs awkwardly. He looks as young as me. He cautiously approaches me. I sit up. He walks up to me and examines me. 

'What do you want, human?' He asks in a deep husky voice, that he clearly is putting on.

'I want to die. I can't take it anymore.' I say resuming my crying.

He looks at me and thinks. I see a tear forming in his left eye. I looks deep into my eyes. I can see the same pain as me. He understands.