I sit up in bed. Swing my legs around. Pull a shirt off the floor and shrug it onto my shoulders. Do up the buttons slowly, one by one, eyes glazing over, not seeing through the darkness of the room. Stand up. Am still wearing jeans from yesterday. Sigh, and push the door open. Creep downstairs, only noticing all the tiny details that remind me of how broken life is. A half-drunk bottle. Two bodies sprawled over the sofa, bodies intertwined.
I will find Kaden. I have to.
***
Outside, it’s dark. The air is cold against my cheeks, and I wish I’d had the sense to pull on a hoodie. I don’t know what time it is, but it’s past midnight at least. No one’s on the streets, no children on the grass, no birds in the sky. I know I should feel lonely, sad, worried, but somehow, the stillness of the night calms me.
But then, I remember Kaden, and all those feelings wake up. I need to find him.
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It takes me hours of aimless wondering and hoping and praying to a god that doesn’t exist, but eventually, I find him. A tiny figure on a bench in the park, streetlights shining off of him, knees tucked into chest, head tucked into knees, looking like he wants to disappear.
He’s like a porcelain doll, and I’m almost afraid to touch him in case I break his reverie and send him shattering into a million pieces, but I have to.
“Hey,” I murmur, my hand brushing against his knee. He looks up at me, tears streaked down his face, hair messy. He doesn’t say anything. His eyes are green daggers pushing into me. “I… I came to find you.” I say simply.
“Why?” he says, more curiosity in his voice than venom.
“Because… because…” I search my brain for a reason. Why did I come to find him? I never stopped to think about it; I was just concentrating on actually finding him. The reason why seemed so obvious until I tried to search for it. “Because I wanted to know why you left,” my mouth says, and I know it’s almost the truth. Almost. But not entirely.
“Because…” now it’s his turn to try to think of a reason. “Because I knew I’d miss you when you were just like them.”
“What?” I say. I know what he’s saying. I just don’t want to believe it.
“You know, at school and shit… you’d never be the same as you were this weekend. I know that. I wanted to make it easier for you to adjust.”
“Adjust? Adjust to what?” Something in my head is blocking everything he says. I don’t want to believe it. I can’t believe it.
He sighs. “You don’t fucking get it, Scott, you don’t. I’m a geek, you’re a skater. We don’t mix. We never have. Whatever you thought would become of this weekend isn’t going to work, because us together doesn’t work. It never will, so just… just leave it, okay?” He’s pushing his body off the seat, feet touching the pavement. He turns his head away from mine, and starts walking.
I could lose him so easily.
I lose him so easily…
“Learn as the drugs leave. Learn as you lose it. You will. The haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday.”
Author notes
“Learn as the drugs leave. Learn as you lose it. You will. The haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday.” credit goes to 'A Sunday' -- Jimmy Eat World.
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" Two bodies sprawled over the sofa, bodies intertwined." bodies interwined????
AND WHY DOES SCOTT JUST LET HIM GO!
ahhh, i didn't know it was the weekend before. so they're still going back to school? hmmmm. cant wait to see how that turns out.
anyway, good job and i cant wait to read more. BTW: This was too short! -
I loe the quote you, erm, quoted...
And... wow... not to promote or something but FEAR of what if's and rejection and stuff... I wrote about that.. I want to BOP Kaden on his head now
He should know.. that Scott took a beating for him... HE should know.. that Scott almost got himself insane by worrying??? and he should know.. that one should NOT drop another when one is NOT THINKING right???
I'm getting depresed
I hope they have a steamy make up part.. x.x
*goes to read*
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I'm so mean to you.
I'll be sure to fit some steam in at some part to make it up.
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YAY!! I'd look forward to that steam
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as will I.
meggxx
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Ooh!! He wasnt dead on the side of the road after all...
Kaden is being bitchy. My baby Kaden is being bitchy.
Who gives a damn if yall dont 'mix'?
Who the fuck cares?
Kaden is just scared...scared of what will happen, how obvious? Kaden!! Get a grip on your life TODAY!!
He went looking for you, got beat up for you and then-
Holy...I'm talking to the characters... *waits for her sedation*
Great work...again!!
*runs*
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yeah, that probably isn't healthy..
megg♥♥
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So much writing talent...
Have two friends somewhere in England, another in Scotland and one in Portugal, gonna send all of them (all women) your way, each with a large bottle of happy pills that they are going to lace your mug of tea with.
Then tie you down and dress you in a summer frock, a peasant dress, perhaps with a blue ribbon in your hair and have them paint a smile on your face if one is not already in place.
smiles...
be well...
amicus...
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good luck with the peasant dress. The rest I could probably cope with.
thanks for your continued compliments and support.
megg♥
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I loved it. write more....NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWw!!!! *coughs*
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Heheh.
As soon as I get the Religious Studies essay out of my way, I shall.
'Is there life after death?'
Joy.
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Oh religious studies, how fun.
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you bet your arse it is.
part eleven is in the works, sweets.
megg♥
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