Disclaimer: I don not own Everwood or the actors in any way, sigh.
Song used: Runaway by Live (I don't own that either)
Runaway
Ephram ran. He didn't walk, he ran. He ran from the life he hated so much. He ran from his dad, from Delia, from Everwood.
But most of all he ran from Amy.
He had expected that Colin's death wouldn't be easy on her. And he had never thought that she would come to him immediately. But he hadn't expected this either.
"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on, my friend" she said
And you can hear it in my whispered cries for love
I need your blissful touch to carry me away again
So can we roll tonight, roll through your desert, can we start over and just...
Run away, run away tonight
It aintt no victory, but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
We can just run away, run away tonight
It aint no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
Ephram ran. He ran trough the streets, over sidewalks, out of Everwood. He ran trough the woods, by mountains, he passed streams.
But most of all his thoughts ran trough his head.
Why had she said that? Why? Why couldn't she just keep her feelings inside, like he did. Well, most of the time anyway. This time he had been honest with her. This time he had told her his feelings. And she had just blown him of.
'Get lost Ephram! You always run after me but guess what? I don't need you! I don't want you Ephram. You're just a geek, a loser. I don't want you to follow me all the time; I don't want you trying to take care of me. I don't want to be friends with you, and most of all I'm not in love with you.'
She had said it right into his face, and then walked away, leaving him behind. Just standing there. Until something in his head snapped.
Things like this had happened before. Then he had just stood there and eventually he would walk home. Hurt, but not giving up on her. Not ever giving up on her. He would have ignored her until things slowly went back to normal. And then, when it was better then ever between them (or so he thought), it would happen again. But not this time.
"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on, my friend" she said
I'm like a posse that's been ridin' for days
I've got the scars to prove that love has had its day and it's way with me
So can we roll tonight, roll through your desert, can we start over and just...
Run away, run away tonight
It aint no victory, but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
We can just run away, run away tonight
It aint no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
Suddenly he stopped. He stopped because the path had ended. He had come to the looking point Amy had taken him to his first day of school.
Coincidence?
He sat down on the bench he had sat on more than a year ago. With her.
He thought about Amy. He wanted it to stop. He wanted not to hang on to her anymore. This thing he had for her. It wasn't a crush, it was more like love and hate at the same time. It was deep. Both beautiful and painful. It brought him to the highest peeks and the lowest valleys. Without it he was empty, just like any normal teen probably was. If this feeling stopped, he'd change. Big time. Did he want this? Did he want to let her go? He didn't know what he would feel like then. Different, that was for sure. He wanted that. He wanted to live a normal life. He wanted to be able to go back to New York if he wanted to. He wanted to find out what he felt for Madison. With Amy in his head he couldn't do that, not a thing of it.
Ephram wanted to let Amy go.
But could he?
Runaway
Ephram ran. He didn't walk, he ran. He ran from the life he hated so much. He ran from his dad, from Delia, from Everwood.
But most of all he ran from Amy.
He had expected that Colin's death wouldn't be easy on her. And he had never thought that she would come to him immediately. But he hadn't expected this either.
"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on, my friend" she said
And you can hear it in my whispered cries for love
I need your blissful touch to carry me away again
So can we roll tonight, roll through your desert, can we start over and just...
Run away, run away tonight
It aintt no victory, but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
We can just run away, run away tonight
It aint no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
Ephram ran. He ran trough the streets, over sidewalks, out of Everwood. He ran trough the woods, by mountains, he passed streams.
But most of all his thoughts ran trough his head.
Why had she said that? Why? Why couldn't she just keep her feelings inside, like he did. Well, most of the time anyway. This time he had been honest with her. This time he had told her his feelings. And she had just blown him of.
'Get lost Ephram! You always run after me but guess what? I don't need you! I don't want you Ephram. You're just a geek, a loser. I don't want you to follow me all the time; I don't want you trying to take care of me. I don't want to be friends with you, and most of all I'm not in love with you.'
She had said it right into his face, and then walked away, leaving him behind. Just standing there. Until something in his head snapped.
Things like this had happened before. Then he had just stood there and eventually he would walk home. Hurt, but not giving up on her. Not ever giving up on her. He would have ignored her until things slowly went back to normal. And then, when it was better then ever between them (or so he thought), it would happen again. But not this time.
"Looks like I've lost my will to carry on, my friend" she said
I'm like a posse that's been ridin' for days
I've got the scars to prove that love has had its day and it's way with me
So can we roll tonight, roll through your desert, can we start over and just...
Run away, run away tonight
It aint no victory, but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
We can just run away, run away tonight
It aint no victory but I don't care, I don't care if its wrong or right
Suddenly he stopped. He stopped because the path had ended. He had come to the looking point Amy had taken him to his first day of school.
Coincidence?
He sat down on the bench he had sat on more than a year ago. With her.
He thought about Amy. He wanted it to stop. He wanted not to hang on to her anymore. This thing he had for her. It wasn't a crush, it was more like love and hate at the same time. It was deep. Both beautiful and painful. It brought him to the highest peeks and the lowest valleys. Without it he was empty, just like any normal teen probably was. If this feeling stopped, he'd change. Big time. Did he want this? Did he want to let her go? He didn't know what he would feel like then. Different, that was for sure. He wanted that. He wanted to live a normal life. He wanted to be able to go back to New York if he wanted to. He wanted to find out what he felt for Madison. With Amy in his head he couldn't do that, not a thing of it.
Ephram wanted to let Amy go.
But could he?