Disclaimer: don't make any money off of this...don't own Fullmetal either
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The rain beat against the window as the wind gusted and howled through the trees.
Edward lay in bed, shifting under the covers. He didn't want to feel tonight, but the feelings were there none the less. He opened his eyes and stared at the dark ceiling, and clenched his teeth. He could actually feel his chest constrict and squeeze his heart. Pawing at his chest didn't alleviate the sensation at all.
How could being alone hurt so damn much? Wasn't he used to it by now? You'd think so after being single for three years, but lately...Edward shifted to his side and pulled the pillow side ways to grip it to his chest. This feeling had been creeping up on him for sometime now. He could sense it lurking in the back of his mind. For many months now he wouldn't go any where near a bar or even near any liquor at all. To fearful of what might work its way out if he did.
Sighing heavily, Edward blinked at his bedside table and the half seen hands of the alarm clock, telling him it was well into the early morning. What he really missed, above all else, were hugs. Hugs from a loved one, and not a relative or a friend, but a lover. He really wanted to curl up in a pair of loving arms and drift off to sleep, protected. He wanted it so bad that it had begun to hurt.
Rubbing his fingers into his chest, he blinked back the sudden moistness in his eyes. It became silent outside as the wind died down. The rain became soft and faint. The weather is making me more lonely, he thought, he was sure of it. A stormy night like this would have been prefect to cuddle in bed with his lover...if he had one. Swallowing hard, Edward rolled back on to his back and huffed his annoyance at the ceiling.
"This fucking sucks..." he told the ceiling as tears welled up and dropped from the corner of his eyes into his hair and the sheets. Blinking the pooling tears away, Edward fought the torrent that wanted to come. He didn't want to cry. What was there to cry about? A hug? He was fucking crying over a lack of hugs! He must be going mental, but the steady flow didn't stop, and somehow the pressure in his chest was comforted by the release.
It was going to be a long night.