AN- As you can guess; this was a tricky one to write. So I just kind of went off the 'Home' Concept. haha. I know. it's a stretch, but I don't mind it.
Song: Arabian Nights- Aladdin
Everyone comes from somewhere. And not somewhere is an easy place to be. Eli came from one of those places. The type of places where you wouldn't want to becaught walking around alone in the middle of the night. Eli hadn't minded at the time. It was all he had known. All the dirt, all the grime; Drugs, Sex, and Blood were all that were on your mind, and that was okay. Because it was what life meant to you. Even if you didn't do any of it, though Eli had been known to indulge in a few of these guilty habits, it would affect you in some way. Some how.
But he hated it. All of it. Most of all, he hated his parents, who were as deep in as any two people could be. So no wonder he left, why would he stick around. He did feel a pang of guilt and sorrow for what he left behind, every once in a while. But all in all, he was glad he wasn't there anymore. It truly wasn't worth it. And he never intended on going back.
But here he was, clutching his steering wheel, staring at the house that he had left 4 years ago, at the time without as much as a glance back. "Hon, Let's just get it over with. So we can get out of here." Eli sighed, looking over at her, a sad smile on his face. She was an Angel. Her eyes were that clear, clear blue. No judgments, or disgust. She had come to be here for him, so he didn't have to face his past alone. She knew she didn't need to get it, or understand. She just needed to be there.
He nodded, sliding out of the car, moving to open her door for her. This city was his roots; and no matter how much he hated it and it's grotesque ways, he couldn't avoid it. It was part of him.
Oh I come from a land, from a faraway place
Where the caravan camels roam
Where they cut off your ear
If they don't like your face
It's barbaric, but hey, it's home
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