A/N: This is my FIRST "SWITCHED AT BIRTH" STORY! I'm so excited about this! Hopefully, you'll like it!
Also, I'm posting this today because tonight season 2 will premiere! Go to my profile for more info!
Summary: Lighting strikes in only a fraction of a second, and, before you know it, the sky is dark once again. (Bay's POV; Drabble; After episode 1x22)
Disclaimer: Switched at Birth is property of the writers and ABC family.
You're In My Veins
Lighting strikes in only a fraction of a second. It's so quick that if you blink you might miss the flash. The sound of the thunder is the aftermath. Sometimes, you see the flash through raindrops.
Then other times, the light is a lie. The light leads you to believe that the world isn't as bad as it seems and then, before you know it, you're surrounded in darkness once again. I know this feeling so well.
I hadn't seen him since that night. I had walked home, to upset to care what anyone thought.
I sat by a window in my room, staring at a painting that I had made right after it happened. All I could paint was a storm because that's what it was.
A storm that always lingered.
You don't plan on the light going out, but it does, when you're at your happiest, tearing you into a million pieces. You can't fix it. The past is forever, there's no erasing it.
I break as easily as glass. I was broken.
You can't rely on anyone because you just end up hurting. I wanted to forget it all, pretend it never happened. After all that had happened between us, saying goodbye wasn't the easiest thing.
When you fall so hard, they almost become a part of you. The love that we shared flooded in my veins. I would never be able to remove it.
That's what hurt the most. The memory would haunt me.
I remembered when he first kissed me. Every time I think of what we had, the more I fall apart, no matter if it's good or bad. I gave everything to him, and now, I was left alone, with absolutely nothing.
I knew things would be different, things would change, but all the feelings would still be there. That's one thing that would stay the same.
Nobody's perfect, I know that, but I don't think I can think of it like that because of how much I hurt.
I looked out the window, seeing nothing but darkness. Tears ran down my face, but I quickly wiped the tears away.
I heard the doorbell and went to get it. When I opened the door, no one stood there. I looked down and saw a helmet.
I picked it up and looked on the back of it.
"BAY"
It was the helmet I had thrown into the lake that night. I knew at that point that Emmett was the one who rang the doorbell. I just wished I could remember this as a good thing between us, but every memory goes back to his mistake, how he hurt me. If you looked at me from the outside, you would be able to tell if the drops of water were coming from the sky or my eyes.
I set it back down, and closed the door, I didn't need a reminder that he would always be a part of me...
...running in my veins.
A/N: I know it's sad, but I felt like I needed to write something in regards to the last episode of season one. I haven't written a drabble in a while, so I hope you enjoyed it!
