Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of Everwood, the town, or any
of the music used for these sonfigs, I'm just a college student.
Chapter 1 uses lyrics from the song "Learning to Breathe" by Switchfoot.
Please read and review!
Chapter 1: Learning to Breathe
He sat there, at the lunch table, reading his manga. He scanned the words on the pages quickly-not taking in any of what they were saying. Manga preoccupied him in times like these, times when he felt he had no way of expressing how he felt. Since moving to Everwood, his only moments of happiness were those spent with her; her.the one across the room. Amy Abbott. Maybe it was silly of him to think he needed her. How could he need someone that didn't need him back? How was that fair at all? It had been awhile since he had felt this down, and it was all because of yesterday.
They had kissed awhile back. He felt the energy rise up just thinking about it. That kiss wasn't just a kiss, it was the one thing he needed when everything else was falling down. He had spent time with her while Colin was in the hospital. It seemed as if she really need him, like together they could beat anything-even the pain of death. It was silly of Ephram Brown to think that Amy would want to be with him now; the boy whose father performed the unsuccessful surgery on her boyfriend.
And yesterday-Amy's brother Bright confronted her about her relationship with Ephram right in front of him. **FLASHBACK** "Amy! How could you do this to Colin? You loved him. You said you did at least. This, this Ephram Brown. This boy you know hardly at all-he comes into your life and suddenly you forget your roots." Bright said.
"Bright.I don't know what you think Ephram and I are about, but it's not right. He's my friend, my very best friend. You know I loved Colin. That I still love him. Ephram knows better than to try anything. He knows there's nothing that could change my dedication to Colin."
"Amy.Ephram loves you. He loves you. Somewhere in his head you're dancing around with his little manga characters to his composed piano music." He shouted, shooting a glance at Ephram.
"We're through talking now. If you don't trust me, don't expect me to trust you with anything either." She said, anger building inside.
All the while Ephram had been standing there, right next to Amy, cringing with each word Amy said to Bright about him. He wondered how she could think of him as only a friend-it had been 4 months since Colin had passed away and their relationship was growing each day. It stopped growing that day-yesterday.
"Hello, good morning, how you do?
What makes your rising sun so new?
I could use a fresh beginning too
All of my regrets are nothing new
So this is the way that I say I need You
This is the way
This is the way that I'm
Learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies"
Amy sat at that table across the room from him. She, unlike him, was staring at nothing. Her mind was filled with worries and wonders. . .for she had lied yesterday when she said she didn't want to be with Ephram. She wanted nothing but to be held by him. Every thought she had, every breath she took in, she breathed and tasted Ephram. It didn't matter where she was.where he was. She wanted to be in Ephram's head too.she wanted to waltz in his head. She finally turned her gaze toward him. He looked sad, like he needed her to come to him. What made her think that she was what he needed? She decided to chance it, not being able to sit alone anymore. She walked slowly over to him.
"Hello, good morning, how you been?
Yesterday left my head kicked in
I never, never thought that
I would fall like that
Never knew that I could hurt this bad
So this is the way that I say I need You
This is the way that I say I love You
This is the way that I say I'm Yours
This is the way, this is the way"
She stood behind him, not knowing what to say or how to say it. She knew he was angry. He knew she was standing there behind him. The truth was, he was angry. He didn't want to be taken in by her again. If he could block her words out-if he could just not look at her, then he would be fine. She placed her hand on his chair back.
"Ephram." she started softly. Her voice full of caution.
He said nothing. He had had enough. There was a civil war within his soul. For once she was coming to him, but on the other hand, he couldn't afford to just let it go again.
"Ephram.I'm sorry," she paused, voice cracking a little, "about yesterday with Bright. You know how he gets, I just wanted him off my back."
"Nice way of showing it." He finally spoke, still turned around. "You know, Amy, I wanted to be there for you-to help you." he said coldly. She began shaking. This was the first time he had ever sounded so uncaring toward her.
She moved her hand on his shoulder. This weakened him. Leaning down by his ear she said, "you are my best friend. You have helped me. You're still helping me, everyday. This is killing me." She said softly. "Ephram, look at me."
"No." he said with tears welling in his eyes, "not this time."
She pulled her face away from his ear and put her hand on his head, turning it to face her. She knew she was being a brat, but she couldn't handle him not being himself towards her. She saw the tears in his eyes and she instantly knew he wasn't being mean for no reason, he had just had enough.
"Amy, you know how I feel. I can't just be your friend. I adore you, you know that. You aren't ready. You may never be. I hurt myself everyday dreaming of you-knowing that it's the only way I'll be with you.in my dreams."
"I'm sorry. You know it's too soon. I really care about you, and I need you around. Please don't remove me just because I can't love you the way you need me to."
He stood up, moving closer to her. He was inches from her face now. He swept the tears away from his eyes and then moved to wipe hers away. He placed his finger on his lower lip then moved it to hers, saying, "You are the best friend I've ever had. Right now, right here, I could kiss you until I stopped breathing. I could hold you forever, Amy, and never leave. When I feel sad, I think of you and I feel calmed again. But I won't kiss you right now. I won't hold you right now," he said softly, "Because you aren't ready." finishing by moving centimeters away from her lips with his own. She could taste his breath. She shook. She wanted him to kiss her, in fact she moved to kiss him, but he pulled away. "You aren't ready." he said, stepping back from her and kissing her hand. Amy was taken a back, she didn't know what to say.
"Ephram. We need to talk tonight.come to my house, my window, at ten o'clock. This isn't the place, what with everyone listening."
"Just remember what I said. I'll see you then." he said, wiping the tears away from his eyes once more. He had a lot to think about tonight- mostly how to stay strong. He had a feeling tonight would hold more than he could handle.
A/N: Well, that's the end of the first chapter. I'm having a great time writing this. Hope you like it, please read and review! Thanks!
Chapter 1 uses lyrics from the song "Learning to Breathe" by Switchfoot.
Please read and review!
Chapter 1: Learning to Breathe
He sat there, at the lunch table, reading his manga. He scanned the words on the pages quickly-not taking in any of what they were saying. Manga preoccupied him in times like these, times when he felt he had no way of expressing how he felt. Since moving to Everwood, his only moments of happiness were those spent with her; her.the one across the room. Amy Abbott. Maybe it was silly of him to think he needed her. How could he need someone that didn't need him back? How was that fair at all? It had been awhile since he had felt this down, and it was all because of yesterday.
They had kissed awhile back. He felt the energy rise up just thinking about it. That kiss wasn't just a kiss, it was the one thing he needed when everything else was falling down. He had spent time with her while Colin was in the hospital. It seemed as if she really need him, like together they could beat anything-even the pain of death. It was silly of Ephram Brown to think that Amy would want to be with him now; the boy whose father performed the unsuccessful surgery on her boyfriend.
And yesterday-Amy's brother Bright confronted her about her relationship with Ephram right in front of him. **FLASHBACK** "Amy! How could you do this to Colin? You loved him. You said you did at least. This, this Ephram Brown. This boy you know hardly at all-he comes into your life and suddenly you forget your roots." Bright said.
"Bright.I don't know what you think Ephram and I are about, but it's not right. He's my friend, my very best friend. You know I loved Colin. That I still love him. Ephram knows better than to try anything. He knows there's nothing that could change my dedication to Colin."
"Amy.Ephram loves you. He loves you. Somewhere in his head you're dancing around with his little manga characters to his composed piano music." He shouted, shooting a glance at Ephram.
"We're through talking now. If you don't trust me, don't expect me to trust you with anything either." She said, anger building inside.
All the while Ephram had been standing there, right next to Amy, cringing with each word Amy said to Bright about him. He wondered how she could think of him as only a friend-it had been 4 months since Colin had passed away and their relationship was growing each day. It stopped growing that day-yesterday.
"Hello, good morning, how you do?
What makes your rising sun so new?
I could use a fresh beginning too
All of my regrets are nothing new
So this is the way that I say I need You
This is the way
This is the way that I'm
Learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies"
Amy sat at that table across the room from him. She, unlike him, was staring at nothing. Her mind was filled with worries and wonders. . .for she had lied yesterday when she said she didn't want to be with Ephram. She wanted nothing but to be held by him. Every thought she had, every breath she took in, she breathed and tasted Ephram. It didn't matter where she was.where he was. She wanted to be in Ephram's head too.she wanted to waltz in his head. She finally turned her gaze toward him. He looked sad, like he needed her to come to him. What made her think that she was what he needed? She decided to chance it, not being able to sit alone anymore. She walked slowly over to him.
"Hello, good morning, how you been?
Yesterday left my head kicked in
I never, never thought that
I would fall like that
Never knew that I could hurt this bad
So this is the way that I say I need You
This is the way that I say I love You
This is the way that I say I'm Yours
This is the way, this is the way"
She stood behind him, not knowing what to say or how to say it. She knew he was angry. He knew she was standing there behind him. The truth was, he was angry. He didn't want to be taken in by her again. If he could block her words out-if he could just not look at her, then he would be fine. She placed her hand on his chair back.
"Ephram." she started softly. Her voice full of caution.
He said nothing. He had had enough. There was a civil war within his soul. For once she was coming to him, but on the other hand, he couldn't afford to just let it go again.
"Ephram.I'm sorry," she paused, voice cracking a little, "about yesterday with Bright. You know how he gets, I just wanted him off my back."
"Nice way of showing it." He finally spoke, still turned around. "You know, Amy, I wanted to be there for you-to help you." he said coldly. She began shaking. This was the first time he had ever sounded so uncaring toward her.
She moved her hand on his shoulder. This weakened him. Leaning down by his ear she said, "you are my best friend. You have helped me. You're still helping me, everyday. This is killing me." She said softly. "Ephram, look at me."
"No." he said with tears welling in his eyes, "not this time."
She pulled her face away from his ear and put her hand on his head, turning it to face her. She knew she was being a brat, but she couldn't handle him not being himself towards her. She saw the tears in his eyes and she instantly knew he wasn't being mean for no reason, he had just had enough.
"Amy, you know how I feel. I can't just be your friend. I adore you, you know that. You aren't ready. You may never be. I hurt myself everyday dreaming of you-knowing that it's the only way I'll be with you.in my dreams."
"I'm sorry. You know it's too soon. I really care about you, and I need you around. Please don't remove me just because I can't love you the way you need me to."
He stood up, moving closer to her. He was inches from her face now. He swept the tears away from his eyes and then moved to wipe hers away. He placed his finger on his lower lip then moved it to hers, saying, "You are the best friend I've ever had. Right now, right here, I could kiss you until I stopped breathing. I could hold you forever, Amy, and never leave. When I feel sad, I think of you and I feel calmed again. But I won't kiss you right now. I won't hold you right now," he said softly, "Because you aren't ready." finishing by moving centimeters away from her lips with his own. She could taste his breath. She shook. She wanted him to kiss her, in fact she moved to kiss him, but he pulled away. "You aren't ready." he said, stepping back from her and kissing her hand. Amy was taken a back, she didn't know what to say.
"Ephram. We need to talk tonight.come to my house, my window, at ten o'clock. This isn't the place, what with everyone listening."
"Just remember what I said. I'll see you then." he said, wiping the tears away from his eyes once more. He had a lot to think about tonight- mostly how to stay strong. He had a feeling tonight would hold more than he could handle.
A/N: Well, that's the end of the first chapter. I'm having a great time writing this. Hope you like it, please read and review! Thanks!