Summary: "She doesn't want her life to change, but she knows it has to."
Set: during Vegetative State
A/N: If I get my wish, in a few hundred words I'll hook you in, make you think one way and then turn it around. We'll see. Oh, and please read my other fic.
Everything was fine in her life until he came along.
He has taken what she wants to hold onto and turned it around, and the worst part is that she doesn't know if she minds or not.
She had everything under control. Or, rather, everything looking like it was under control. All in neat little packages sorted out before her. Her family and friends. Her devotion, that was nearly an obsession, with the boy that she knew, deep down, that she could never have.
Now, she knows that this stranger deserves her love but she doesn't know if she can give it to him. With another in her life that she is hanging onto so desperately, it seems hardly possible.
She doesn't want her life to change, but she knows it has to. She knows that she has to surrender to the boy who will give her the love that she has always wanted.
She walks, one afternoon, her mind filled with uneasy, apprehensive thoughts about what she is going to say to the one who will turn everything upside-down. Once she had thought that this is how it should be, but now she cannot make a decision. All she knows is that she is afraid to let go and face what she has buried beneath her faultless representation.
Mostly she is reluctant about freeing the other boy in her life, whom she has come to love.
The stranger is sitting there, his eyes wistful and scared. She hasn't gotten used to that strange look in them yet.
She walks up and greets him nervously. He responds and stands up.
She wonders why they are like this when they have known each other for so long and then she avoids thinking of the obvious answer. Unsure, she moves closer to him. "Can I. . . ?"
He responds gruffly, "Yeah," and lets himself be pulled into an embrace.
In the "new" Colin's stiff arms, Amy finally decides that she must let her life change. She must let the catalyst do its worst. She must let Ephram go.
--Fin--
A/N: Thanks for reading. I don't really like the reviews, though, so please restrain from giving me feedback. Just kidding! Um, duh, review!
--Elle