Im mela ar' naur By: Jesse Drache
Disclaimers: I do not own Everwood or the characters…what a pity
Warning: This is Ephram/Bright slash; if you don't like it, don't read it.
Rating: PG-13 but may get higher as time goes on
Chapter 1: Dome
It was two a.m. and most of Everwood was quiet and asleep. Most of course except for Bright
Abbott.
The blonde boy stood outside of his house just below his window, a look of concentration on
his face only marred by the fact that he was slightly drunk.
He stood in the shadows created by the lamp across the street trying to decide whether to
brave entering through the front door or whether to attempt to climb the tree that led to his
window while being intoxicated.
Just as he was about to try his luck with the heavy limbs, he heard footsteps out in the street,
and he immediately hid behind one of his mom's precious azalea bushes. It wouldn't help his
situation if some neighbor who went out for a cigarette or to get some forgotten item from his
car caught him.
Peeking from behind the leaves, Bright was relieved to only see a lone figure walking in the
cold until he realized that whoever it was only wore a thin denim jacket.
As the figure approached his hiding place, light shone upon his face and Bright realized that it
was Ephram Brown, his sister's awkward friend.
For a minute, Bright considered remaining in his hiding place, but after one look at the pain
filled eyes and the shivering body, he left the safety of the bushes and went out into the light.
"Ephram? What's wrong?" he asked, concern tainting his voice.
"N-nothing," Ephram said, loud enough to be heard by Bright but no one else. Distrust and
confusion could be clearly distinguished in his voice.
"Something is definitely wrong if you are out here walking around this late" Bright said,
coming closer to Ephram, who merely looked down at the ground.
Suddenly noises came from the house next door and the lights turned on in an upstairs
window. Both boys turned towards the house and unconsciously retreated from the light and
further into the shadows.
"Would you like to come inside, just to get warm? You are after all shivering," Bright said
while a voice in the back of his head screamed. What the hell are you doing? Your parents
are inside, and you're inviting people who are supposed to be your enemy inside.
Whether it was because of the alcohol in his system, or a loss of sanity, Bright neither knew
nor wanted to know, but somehow he could not leave the clearly upset boy outside in the cold.
Realizing that he hadn't spoken in several minutes and that Ephram was staring at him in
shock Bright turned around and walked back towards his house, noticing contently that
Ephram was following.
*****
Hope you enjoyed it, tell me if you want more.
Disclaimers: I do not own Everwood or the characters…what a pity
Warning: This is Ephram/Bright slash; if you don't like it, don't read it.
Rating: PG-13 but may get higher as time goes on
Chapter 1: Dome
It was two a.m. and most of Everwood was quiet and asleep. Most of course except for Bright
Abbott.
The blonde boy stood outside of his house just below his window, a look of concentration on
his face only marred by the fact that he was slightly drunk.
He stood in the shadows created by the lamp across the street trying to decide whether to
brave entering through the front door or whether to attempt to climb the tree that led to his
window while being intoxicated.
Just as he was about to try his luck with the heavy limbs, he heard footsteps out in the street,
and he immediately hid behind one of his mom's precious azalea bushes. It wouldn't help his
situation if some neighbor who went out for a cigarette or to get some forgotten item from his
car caught him.
Peeking from behind the leaves, Bright was relieved to only see a lone figure walking in the
cold until he realized that whoever it was only wore a thin denim jacket.
As the figure approached his hiding place, light shone upon his face and Bright realized that it
was Ephram Brown, his sister's awkward friend.
For a minute, Bright considered remaining in his hiding place, but after one look at the pain
filled eyes and the shivering body, he left the safety of the bushes and went out into the light.
"Ephram? What's wrong?" he asked, concern tainting his voice.
"N-nothing," Ephram said, loud enough to be heard by Bright but no one else. Distrust and
confusion could be clearly distinguished in his voice.
"Something is definitely wrong if you are out here walking around this late" Bright said,
coming closer to Ephram, who merely looked down at the ground.
Suddenly noises came from the house next door and the lights turned on in an upstairs
window. Both boys turned towards the house and unconsciously retreated from the light and
further into the shadows.
"Would you like to come inside, just to get warm? You are after all shivering," Bright said
while a voice in the back of his head screamed. What the hell are you doing? Your parents
are inside, and you're inviting people who are supposed to be your enemy inside.
Whether it was because of the alcohol in his system, or a loss of sanity, Bright neither knew
nor wanted to know, but somehow he could not leave the clearly upset boy outside in the cold.
Realizing that he hadn't spoken in several minutes and that Ephram was staring at him in
shock Bright turned around and walked back towards his house, noticing contently that
Ephram was following.
*****
Hope you enjoyed it, tell me if you want more.