*Hey everyone! Sorry that I've somewhat abandoned my other fanfic…didn't mean to. But I don't know where to take it. Here's just a short most likely one-shot fanfic I came up with. Hope you like it! Please review! XOXO*
*P.S.- Madison needs to die a horrible death! Lol sorry to Madison fans, I still love you! Though I've only seen trailers for season two, I'm already repulsed by the Madison/Ephram slash. Ephram- go back to Amy! :-D *
Disclaimer- I don't own Amy or Ephram.
Summary- Ephram hates that he loves the things Amy does. He's angry with her and himself. Ephram's point of view.
She stared for a second too long. From across the cafeteria, her eyes dug deep
into my soul. It felt like she was right next to me. When I stared back, she didn't turn
away. She didn't even flinch. I felt weak, nauseated, in a surprisingly present way. No!
She can't do this to me. I have to break away, break free. I will…in a few seconds.
She held our embrace for a second too long. Her head on my shoulder, hands
caressing my back, her steady breath on my neck. When I tried to pull away, her pulse
quickened, and she wouldn't let go. She needed me. In a desperate manner. How sad.
She smiled for a second too long. Her eyes searched my face. She was just
smiling at me. At me. For no good reason. It was an uncomfortable smile. Like when
you've just been humiliated but you want to hide it. I would know.
She lingered for a second too long. We'd exchanged farewells and I was close to
turning and leaving. She touched my arm. Barely, but I felt it. I was tingling inside.
Against my will. Her damn touch. Slowly, her hand traveled down my arm to my hand.
It stung. Her electric current.
She's a hypocrite. I can't believe I never saw it before.