Without Ephram
Part 1- The News
Disclaimer *I don't own Everwood. I wish I did though, because then Ephram would be all mine! *Evil laughing.* Anywho, read, review, and enjoy. *
Her hands were shaking as she picked up her brush, and ran the bristles through her hair. She was nervous, and was entitled to be, because today, she, Amy Abbott, was going to tell Ephram Brown how she felt.
Setting down her brush, Amy rummaged through her dresser drawer. What colour of lipstick to wear? She wanted everything to be perfect; Ephram deserved no less than that. He'd been there for her when no one else had been, and when Colin came back, she'd thrown away everything that they had once shared. Now, she and Colin were no longer together. Their relationship had ended on friendly terms, and Amy was ready to move on.
Finding the perfect shade of lipstick, Amy applied it carefully. The phone rang, but she couldn't be bothered with it. It was probably one of Bright's moronic friends anyway. No, she had more important things to do. Let her father answer the phone.
As Amy skillfully applied her eye shadow and mascara, she silently rehearsed what she was going to say to Ephram. *I know what I did was wrong Ephram. Before Colin came home, I told myself that I'd never forget our friendship, but I did and I'm sorry. I thought I'd be happy with Colin again, and I was at first, but when I saw you with Laynie, I realized who I was meant to be with. I don't deserve it Ephram, but will you give me another chance? *
She prayed that he'd forgive her. She didn't know what she'd do if he didn't. Amy scanned the top of her dresser for a necklace and decided on a small blue heart on a delicate silver chain. She fastened the necklace and stepped back, looking at her reflection in the mirror. *Perfect, now if only he'll listen to what I have to say.*
Amy grabbed her coat and purse and took a deep breath. *It's now or never* She bounded downstairs, full of nervous energy.
"Amy?" Her father called from in the kitchen. "Amy come here, I need to talk to you."
Amy sighed.
"Can't it wait dad? I'm going out."
"No, it can't, it's important," said Dr. Abbott as he stepped into the hallway. "Sit down Amy"
Glancing at her watch, Amy followed her father into the living room and took a seat on the couch.
"Dr. Brown called" her father said. "There was an accident last night. Ephram was hit by a car. Amy, I'm so sorry, but he didn't make it."
Dr. Abbott's heart broke as he watched the tears spill down his daughters cheeks. * Why her? Hadn't she already been through enough? He'd never been overtly fond of Ephram, but he had made Amy happy, and that was all that mattered. *
Bright silently entered the room. He had already heard the news, and he knew how painful all this was going to be for his sister. He, like his father, hadn't cared much for Ephram, but he knew his sister did, and he knew that this was going to be more than hard on her.
"Amy, I'm sorry," he said sitting down beside her.
"I- I- I never told him I was sorry. He didn't know. He didn't know how I feel, how much I wanted him" Amy sobbed.
Dr. Abbott shifted uncomfortably, not knowing what to do or say to make his daughter feel better. Bright, on the other hand, knew that there was nothing that anyone could do or say. He put his arm around her shoulder. *I'm her big brother, I should be able to keep her from pain like this*
"I have to go over there," Amy said through her tears. "I have to see Delia and Dr. Brown."
"Not now Amy, not when you're this upset. You'll only make things worse," Dr. Abbott said quietly
"I'll take you over when you've calmed down a bit" Bright promised, trying to be helpful.
Amy didn't reply, but stood up and retreated upstairs. As she entered her room, she locked the door behind her. Looking in the mirror, she noticed that the mascara that she had so carefully applied less than half an hour go was now running down her cheeks in two dark streaks. Her silky hair was mussed, and her lipstick gone, but none of that mattered, not now that he was gone.
Suddenly furious, Amy grabbed the mirror off the wall, and smashed it on the floor. *Why? Why now? Why ever? Why Ephram? * She threw herself onto the bed and sobbed.
The sound of breaking glass had sent both Bright and Dr. Abbott running upstairs. Bright knocked softly on the door.
"Amy? Are you ok? What happened?"
A faint click was heard as Amy unlocked the door.
"It's my fault" she whispered not looking at her father or brother.
"First Colin and now Ephram. It's my fault. I must have done something wrong."
"Amy" Dr. Abbott said. "This wasn't anyone's fault. Especially not yours. It was an accident."
"Well then why is every guy I ever care about taken away?"
TBC
For anyone interested, I've written another Everwood fic called Wanting Her. It's very different from Without Ephram, but check it out if you have the time.
Lots of Love,
O_o NIV o_O
Disclaimer *I don't own Everwood. I wish I did though, because then Ephram would be all mine! *Evil laughing.* Anywho, read, review, and enjoy. *
Her hands were shaking as she picked up her brush, and ran the bristles through her hair. She was nervous, and was entitled to be, because today, she, Amy Abbott, was going to tell Ephram Brown how she felt.
Setting down her brush, Amy rummaged through her dresser drawer. What colour of lipstick to wear? She wanted everything to be perfect; Ephram deserved no less than that. He'd been there for her when no one else had been, and when Colin came back, she'd thrown away everything that they had once shared. Now, she and Colin were no longer together. Their relationship had ended on friendly terms, and Amy was ready to move on.
Finding the perfect shade of lipstick, Amy applied it carefully. The phone rang, but she couldn't be bothered with it. It was probably one of Bright's moronic friends anyway. No, she had more important things to do. Let her father answer the phone.
As Amy skillfully applied her eye shadow and mascara, she silently rehearsed what she was going to say to Ephram. *I know what I did was wrong Ephram. Before Colin came home, I told myself that I'd never forget our friendship, but I did and I'm sorry. I thought I'd be happy with Colin again, and I was at first, but when I saw you with Laynie, I realized who I was meant to be with. I don't deserve it Ephram, but will you give me another chance? *
She prayed that he'd forgive her. She didn't know what she'd do if he didn't. Amy scanned the top of her dresser for a necklace and decided on a small blue heart on a delicate silver chain. She fastened the necklace and stepped back, looking at her reflection in the mirror. *Perfect, now if only he'll listen to what I have to say.*
Amy grabbed her coat and purse and took a deep breath. *It's now or never* She bounded downstairs, full of nervous energy.
"Amy?" Her father called from in the kitchen. "Amy come here, I need to talk to you."
Amy sighed.
"Can't it wait dad? I'm going out."
"No, it can't, it's important," said Dr. Abbott as he stepped into the hallway. "Sit down Amy"
Glancing at her watch, Amy followed her father into the living room and took a seat on the couch.
"Dr. Brown called" her father said. "There was an accident last night. Ephram was hit by a car. Amy, I'm so sorry, but he didn't make it."
Dr. Abbott's heart broke as he watched the tears spill down his daughters cheeks. * Why her? Hadn't she already been through enough? He'd never been overtly fond of Ephram, but he had made Amy happy, and that was all that mattered. *
Bright silently entered the room. He had already heard the news, and he knew how painful all this was going to be for his sister. He, like his father, hadn't cared much for Ephram, but he knew his sister did, and he knew that this was going to be more than hard on her.
"Amy, I'm sorry," he said sitting down beside her.
"I- I- I never told him I was sorry. He didn't know. He didn't know how I feel, how much I wanted him" Amy sobbed.
Dr. Abbott shifted uncomfortably, not knowing what to do or say to make his daughter feel better. Bright, on the other hand, knew that there was nothing that anyone could do or say. He put his arm around her shoulder. *I'm her big brother, I should be able to keep her from pain like this*
"I have to go over there," Amy said through her tears. "I have to see Delia and Dr. Brown."
"Not now Amy, not when you're this upset. You'll only make things worse," Dr. Abbott said quietly
"I'll take you over when you've calmed down a bit" Bright promised, trying to be helpful.
Amy didn't reply, but stood up and retreated upstairs. As she entered her room, she locked the door behind her. Looking in the mirror, she noticed that the mascara that she had so carefully applied less than half an hour go was now running down her cheeks in two dark streaks. Her silky hair was mussed, and her lipstick gone, but none of that mattered, not now that he was gone.
Suddenly furious, Amy grabbed the mirror off the wall, and smashed it on the floor. *Why? Why now? Why ever? Why Ephram? * She threw herself onto the bed and sobbed.
The sound of breaking glass had sent both Bright and Dr. Abbott running upstairs. Bright knocked softly on the door.
"Amy? Are you ok? What happened?"
A faint click was heard as Amy unlocked the door.
"It's my fault" she whispered not looking at her father or brother.
"First Colin and now Ephram. It's my fault. I must have done something wrong."
"Amy" Dr. Abbott said. "This wasn't anyone's fault. Especially not yours. It was an accident."
"Well then why is every guy I ever care about taken away?"
TBC
For anyone interested, I've written another Everwood fic called Wanting Her. It's very different from Without Ephram, but check it out if you have the time.
Lots of Love,
O_o NIV o_O