I sighed as I watched the rain fall onto the window. What else was I to do on a rainy summer day? I wasn't going to even think about talking to him. I'm not one for these kinds of feelings but the least he could have done was tell me why he was leaving. I glared at my picture of him. The only trace of him left here with me. I wanted so badly to burn it, make it disappear completely. And then I thought about his smile, his laugh, those small things. I moved to the picture and shoved it into my dresser drawer.
I saw him again weeks later...
My cheeks felt wet and my vision was blurred. I fell onto my bed and shoved my face in the pillows. I started to sob loudly. He was my best friend and he just left me. Alone, with nobody to help me. Thunder rolled outside, causing me to jump. Instinctively, I ran to his room. I just need something familiar, something reminiscent of him. I held tightly to his old stuffed bear. Lightning flashed brightly. I screamed, even though I wasn't scared. I just needed to get rid of my anger and sadness. I hated him now. How could he do this to me?!
I curled up as I heard the door open just slightly. I glanced up partly. Nobody was there, not even somebody I didn't know. It confused me a little and I was about to call out into the darkness but then thunder resounded in the room. I squealed and dived under the blankets. I felt a hand touch me through the soft fabric. I started to slip out of the blanket. Just enough to see who was touching me. I almost screamed at the sight of his face.
How in the world did he figure out I hadn't left? A smile crossed his lips, playful and cat-like. I didn't want to do anything but it was out of habit that I hugged him without thinking about it. I missed, even if he was a complete and total jerk. He wrapped his slender arms around my body. He held me close and started to say something. I only say started because at that moment lightning lit the sky again. He chuckled somewhat quietly. I hit the back of his head with as much force as I could.
"Ow! What the hell was that for!?" I glared up into his yellow eyes and tried to put on a brave face. I hit him again, being sure to leave a red mark on his face. He emitted a low growl. I didn't back away. He needed to know that I was upset with him.
"The first was for leaving me like that. The second was... for, ummm... Scaring me... Do know how worried I was about you? Don't look at me that way. You should know I would be scared of you getting killed or hurt..." He rolled his eyes and gave the 'Don't Lecture Me' look. I looked away from him, holding my hands. Did he really get it?
"You know me better than that. Don't you trust me?" He forced me to look into his eyes. Struggled to look away again. My face was heating up, and I didn't want him to see that. He held my gaze effective though.
"Of course I do, but I can't but worry about you." He sighed quietly.
"You won't need to anymore. I'll take you with me from now on. I love you, Claire."
"Good, you jerk. I love you too, Train."
 orangeheadtwins · Wed Dec 29, 2010 @ 08:32am · 0 Comments |
