Boarding school with Clare and Eli.
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Adam's POV
I have tried to move on. I really did try. But I've figured out that things like this aren't so easy. After two weeks it still feels like my heart is ripped out of my chest. And, to be honest, I don't think it will change. The pain will keep torturing me forever and there is nothing I can do about it. Not Clare's reassuring words, not Eli's jokes and help. They worry about me. Which is only logical, I seriously look like the walking death. My skin is paler then ever before, my eyes have black holes under then. I don't sleep anymore. I gave up after nights where I woke up screaming, more in pain then ever before. The most striking thing is that my dreams are not about her. And it's always the same scene, only with other actors. The first night after she left I dreamed about an deer, a beautiful silver deer who's skin seemed to glow in the moonlight. And it's being chased. It's being chased by an other animal, bigger and louder then her. Where she makes light, dancing steps on the ground, the animal behind her makes his way with large, devastating footsteps. And every night that same scene keeps repeating itself. With one difference. Every night there's a beautiful animal, a golden bird, a silver deer, a bronze jaguar who runs through the forest. With a hugh, devastanding monster behind her, making loud groans, mad about not being able to keep up with the beautiful animal.
So I gave up. I simply stopped sleeping. It's not worth it to go through that dream, beautiful but terrifying, every night. I need to admit, no sleep has his benefits. I have so much more time. And it doesn't hurt when it's night. In the daylight, I have the feeling of wanting to crawl up into a little corner and cry, let the pain overtake me. But at night... The night feels like freedom. Like the pain isn't real then. Like it just doesn't exists for a few hours. And I am addicted to it, I love it.
Clare's POV
I know that I need to do something, now. If I don't do it now, it will only keeps getting more of him. Hurting him. Making him less himself by every minute. And it hurts me too, to see him like this. To know how much pain he's probably going through. And to have nothing to help him.
He needs to change. He needs to get over Alli, be the joyful Adam again, the boy who is my best friend. And if it's not for his sake, then it would be for the new girl's one. She will be coming soon and I want her to feel welcomed. But I don't know how me and Eli could be nice and friendly when Adam is like this. I try to stand in his shoes, try to think of what is happened to him, how I would feel if I was him. How would I feel when Eli says he just want to be friends? Devastated, of course. But I know I would get over it, after a while. I'm not like Adam. He's so vulnerable, doesn't know the bad world out there. I know. And I also know that sometimes, all people want to do is break you. Alli didn't wanted to break him, but it happened. We could't expect from him to move on so easily. But this is getting out of hand. But there is one thing I do know, I know that there is nothing to do but to let Adam go through the fire of this bitter pain. We just need to hope he survives.
