I decided to try my hand at writing again. This time with Dragon Age, this is an insert fic, by the way. I didn't want to be cliché, so I have decided to take a slightly different route then most. The first chapter is short, sorry.
I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what to come. I had decided that today was the day that I would confess to my best friend, Rafe. That decision had led me to standing at his front door for about fifteen minutes.
I had spent the entire time convincing myself to not just give up and just jump back into my Taurus, and drive home. I could not just give up the plan that I had spent three week planning. While that did sound a bit like overkill, I was taking a huge risk with our friendship. I knew that it could potentially become awkward between us, but I was tired of hiding how I felt about the blonde haired man that was my best friend.
I have lately been finding myself getting distracted by simply things about him. The way his sandy blonde hair caught the light, making it shine, or the way his forest green eyes would shine with happiness at the simplest things.
Apparently Rafe had noticed me, because the door swung open to reveal a tall male with no shirt on. I had to remind myself to drool at the defined chest. I raised my eyes to meet his and saw that he was raising his eyebrows.
My face flushed and I bit my lip.
"How long do you plan on standing out here like a creeper?" His voice was colored with an amused tone.
He motioned for me to follow him inside, so I did just that. I rubbed my face trying to make the redness disappear. I wasn't all that worried that he had caught me though, I often got distracted anyways, and that was something he teased me about relentlessly.
"So I got that game you told me about, the Dragon Age one. Well, I actually got both. It is rather fun actually. I like that Alistair guy." He spoke cheerfully as he led the way to wherever they were going.
Later on I will realize that this statement was a sort of foreshadowing. At that time, I thought nothing of it.
Before I knew it, we were in his room. I only realized this when I ran into the tall male. I made an "oomph" sound and rubbed my head where it had made contact with his shoulder blade.
"Woah, there Reese's Cup, you think after one thousand times of running into me that you would learn to watch where you going."
My face became flushed at the use of his nickname for me. It came from the fact that my name was Rhea, and that I loved the chocolate and peanut butter candy when I was little. Frankly I figured it was because of the second fact more than the first.
When I didn't reply, he turned to look at me, a worried look now taking over the once cheerful expression. I looked up with a questioning glance.
He placed his hands on my shoulders and I had to suppress the urge to shudder at the touch.
"Rhea, you're acting odd. You haven't said a single word since you got here. What's on your mind?" He asked, his green orbs glittering with concern. I knew he was truly worried at the moment, due to the fact he had used my real name instead of the previously mentioned nickname. He only used Rhea when he was angry or worried about me.
I tried to give a reassuring smile, but it just felt really fake, so I gave up. I took a deep breath and met his eyes.
"I need to you about something very important, Rafe. In fact, maybe we should sit down." I tried to sound confident, but my voice betrayed how nervous I actually was.
Rafe sighed and shook his head at me.
"Rhea, before you start, let me say something. I know how you feel about me, I have known for a while. I didn't want to bring it up and potentially make things awkward between us. The truth is though, I'm gay. I'm sorry, I meant to tell you that I liked men when I figured it out, but I didn't know how to bring it up to you."
My eyes widened, and a swallowed thickly. I tried to speak, to say anything, but nothing would come out. I couldn't force anything out. I could only look at him in shock. I took a step back, took another one, before just spinning on my heel and dashing out his room.
I got to the top of the stairs when I felt Rafe's hand grab my wrist. I tried to shake it free as he began to speak. Nothing he said registered with me. I pulled hard, accidently losing my balance.
The fall happened in slow motion. Well up till I hit one of the top steps, then everything happened quickly. Pain radiated through my body as I felt my best friend's body hit mine. We tumbled down the steps like a couple of rag dolls.
I hit the hard tile at the bottom of the steps, and everything went black.