She's the One Who Keeps You Warm At Night
It's been 20 days. 28,800 minutes. And you're already half way through a path of self-destruction. Your meds are resting untouched in your bag and your hands are shaking as you try to erase the memories of the blue eyed girl. But no matter how much you try, you know it's not going to work. And the idea of it not working scares you shitless.
"I'm fine." You whisper to the still air and you smirk at thought of you actually being okay. And here you are slowly wasting away, while she's out there living her life without you. And you can't help but feel a little jealous of her because she has her whole life ahead of her. And you have nothing. You are nothing. Her beautiful laugh rings in your head as you try so hard to forget.
The light from the candle flickers in and out as her picture becomes just a memory. And you can't help but wish that you were burning in that candle. Your hair. Your smirk. Your sarcasm. Everything that made you you, destroyed by a single flame. And you try to think back to where this all started. "Vegas Night."No, it was before that." Our first time meeting. And then you think of her pretty blue eyes and it all becomes so simple. "Is this what you wanted, Clare Edwards?" "I hope you're happy."
The walls in your room all start to look the same sad shade of gray and you realize that you need to get out of there. Your wobbling legs carry you through the city on a journey to find something more. And somehow on this very strange night, you find yourself right back to the same girl that broke your heart repeatedly.
"Eli, what are you doing here?" She questions worriedly. And you try to think of something to say, but all that comes out is a soft choking sound. "I'm messed Clare." "But I can't help but think about you." "You're so beautiful." You whisper as you gently stroke her cheek, feeling yourself fall for her even more. And then she kisses you. And she has no right just to play with you like that.
But her warm body naturally curves into yours, and you don't even care. Your broken body climbs into her familiar bed shivering, knowing that it's all going to happen again. And your long torso melts into hers with no doubt in your mind. Because you know more than anyone else that she's the one who keeps you warm at night.
Hey Guys!.Just a one shot about Eli and Clare… Please review and tell me what you think :)
