If you don't like the idea of this pairing then feel free not to read it, and if you do read it reviews are always nice. This is the first fic I have written in a very lonnnnggg time so I hope you enjoy. And just to let you know I really do not own anything Everwood. Also this is partly a song fic, it encorporates the song Weapon by Matthew Good which if you havnt heard I suggest you check it out, in case you get lost the song lyrics are in CAPS. The title is also inspired by another Matt Good song which also kicks ass!
"Avalanche, start inside of me,
Avalanche down through the trees,
Avalance, start inside of me,
Avalance, hell down through the trees."
-Matt Good, Avalanche
**ephram**
I have always wondered what the whole point of these school trips are. I'm not really complaining, the lack of education they provide is a relief and the teachers are oblivious to that fact. I just ponder what the whole point is in visiting Everwood's one and only "Cheese Factory".
"The only purpose that excursion has fulfilled is that it has ruined everyone's illusion, to find that this cheese factory is just an old lady who has way too much time on her hands and a large attic space... must be heartbreaking for some." I finished my sentence out loud. Amy nodded her head laughing as we got off the bus back at school.
"I know what you mean, I think they are running out of ideas... Oh! before I forget do you think you'd be able to come by later tonight? I really wanted to get your opinion on what I've got done for the English project so far." Amy asked smiling at me the way she always does, it just didn't affect me the same way anymore.
"Yeah sure, I was hoping you could give me some pointers on mine..."
"Of course! I'll see you around 7?" She asked already walking towards her locker, I just nodded and put on my headphones for the bike ride home.
**bright**
Life at home tonight was full of boredom, Dad's working late, Mom's around somewhere but she isn't exactly the living example of good times. I think Amy disappeared to Colin's or something, who knows, who cares. I have my TV there has to be some good re-runs of Knight Rider, or Baywatch or something! But I will have no such luck all that I can find is Full House... I'm trying to get into it but my thoughts keep drifting elsewhere.
HERE BY MY SIDE AN ANGEL
I dont know what has come over me these last few days, I'm stealing glances, letting my eyes wander... never long enough to rouse suspicion yet also never long enough to ease my fascination.
HERE BY MY SIDE THE DEVIL
My world could very well end if those eyes caught my own because I know what I would see... disgust, annoyance; forcing me to wear the same mask in return.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
Though I know it's my fault. I still try to figure out why I started this feud fueled by clashing personalities, was I protecting my best friend, my sister? It doesn't make sense...
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON ME, AGAIN
They didn't need protecting, I did. I was protecting myself from what I fear the most. I'm afraid of what I've been feeling for a while now and I just can't let anyone know. Overthinking my situation in life has exhausted me, I can feel my eyes slowly closing and the last thing I remember thinking was 'What happened to Comet on Full House?"
**ephram**
I arrived at Amy's just as Mrs. Abbott was coming out the front door.
"Oh Ephram! Amy told me you'd be coming over, she actually isn't here right now but she called a short while ago asking if you'd wait for her. So just go on in, Harold is still at work but Bright's home and I have to run! Help your self to anything in the kitchen, ok?" It was one of those questions she didn't need an answer to as she had gotten into the car and was already backing out of the driveway. I picked up my backpack from where I had left it by my bike and walked in the open front door. I could hear the TV on in the living room, I knew it had to be Bright I trusted my math skills subtracting 3 family members left only one. I was alone in the house with Bright... I contemplated just waiting outside for Amy, I didn't know what kind of verbal abuse Bright had for me today but I figured I could make a quick comeback if needed plus it was freezing outside. I entered the living room to find Bright asleep on the couch and an episode of Punky Brewster on TV. I gave a low chuckle as the thought of Bright watching Punky Brewster went through my mind.
HERE BY MY SIDE YOU ARE DESTRUCTION
I just stared at his face as I sat in the chair across from him, memorizing every line and angle it holds. His cheeks are slightly flushed and I wonder what he's thinking about, I let myself hope it's the same as the thoughts that have invaded my mind every moment for the last few weeks.
HERE BY MY SIDE A NEW COLOUR TO PAINT THE WORLD
My gaze falls to his lips as those exact thoughts come flooding back to me, my face flushes that same shade as his is and I can only imagine it's just as warm. How I would love to find out, to run my finger tips over his skin, to feel the combination of soft and scruffy.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON IT
My arm actually extends momentarily until I catch myself and my conciousness comes crashing back to reality so hard I fear the sound could wake him. His soft sigh shocks me and I jump in my seat, I fear him catching my intense stare yet I almost will him to open his eyes so they can rest upon my own.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON IT, AGAIN
I don't think I can take it, just sitting here and watching him. It reminds me of the times I would just stare at Amy during class, things really have changed in that sense. I get up from my chair deciding to hang out in the kitchen and read one of my comics. It had gotten awfully dark in the room and the glow from the TV didn't allow me to see the end table. "Shit!" I exclaim as my knee comes into contact with the corner of the table. I just know without even turning around that Bright is awake. My mind tells me to run but I do turn around to spite it. My eyes meet his, though instead of hate I see a glimpse of something completely different.
"Avalanche, start inside of me,
Avalanche down through the trees,
Avalance, start inside of me,
Avalance, hell down through the trees."
-Matt Good, Avalanche
**ephram**
I have always wondered what the whole point of these school trips are. I'm not really complaining, the lack of education they provide is a relief and the teachers are oblivious to that fact. I just ponder what the whole point is in visiting Everwood's one and only "Cheese Factory".
"The only purpose that excursion has fulfilled is that it has ruined everyone's illusion, to find that this cheese factory is just an old lady who has way too much time on her hands and a large attic space... must be heartbreaking for some." I finished my sentence out loud. Amy nodded her head laughing as we got off the bus back at school.
"I know what you mean, I think they are running out of ideas... Oh! before I forget do you think you'd be able to come by later tonight? I really wanted to get your opinion on what I've got done for the English project so far." Amy asked smiling at me the way she always does, it just didn't affect me the same way anymore.
"Yeah sure, I was hoping you could give me some pointers on mine..."
"Of course! I'll see you around 7?" She asked already walking towards her locker, I just nodded and put on my headphones for the bike ride home.
**bright**
Life at home tonight was full of boredom, Dad's working late, Mom's around somewhere but she isn't exactly the living example of good times. I think Amy disappeared to Colin's or something, who knows, who cares. I have my TV there has to be some good re-runs of Knight Rider, or Baywatch or something! But I will have no such luck all that I can find is Full House... I'm trying to get into it but my thoughts keep drifting elsewhere.
HERE BY MY SIDE AN ANGEL
I dont know what has come over me these last few days, I'm stealing glances, letting my eyes wander... never long enough to rouse suspicion yet also never long enough to ease my fascination.
HERE BY MY SIDE THE DEVIL
My world could very well end if those eyes caught my own because I know what I would see... disgust, annoyance; forcing me to wear the same mask in return.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
Though I know it's my fault. I still try to figure out why I started this feud fueled by clashing personalities, was I protecting my best friend, my sister? It doesn't make sense...
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON ME, AGAIN
They didn't need protecting, I did. I was protecting myself from what I fear the most. I'm afraid of what I've been feeling for a while now and I just can't let anyone know. Overthinking my situation in life has exhausted me, I can feel my eyes slowly closing and the last thing I remember thinking was 'What happened to Comet on Full House?"
**ephram**
I arrived at Amy's just as Mrs. Abbott was coming out the front door.
"Oh Ephram! Amy told me you'd be coming over, she actually isn't here right now but she called a short while ago asking if you'd wait for her. So just go on in, Harold is still at work but Bright's home and I have to run! Help your self to anything in the kitchen, ok?" It was one of those questions she didn't need an answer to as she had gotten into the car and was already backing out of the driveway. I picked up my backpack from where I had left it by my bike and walked in the open front door. I could hear the TV on in the living room, I knew it had to be Bright I trusted my math skills subtracting 3 family members left only one. I was alone in the house with Bright... I contemplated just waiting outside for Amy, I didn't know what kind of verbal abuse Bright had for me today but I figured I could make a quick comeback if needed plus it was freezing outside. I entered the living room to find Bright asleep on the couch and an episode of Punky Brewster on TV. I gave a low chuckle as the thought of Bright watching Punky Brewster went through my mind.
HERE BY MY SIDE YOU ARE DESTRUCTION
I just stared at his face as I sat in the chair across from him, memorizing every line and angle it holds. His cheeks are slightly flushed and I wonder what he's thinking about, I let myself hope it's the same as the thoughts that have invaded my mind every moment for the last few weeks.
HERE BY MY SIDE A NEW COLOUR TO PAINT THE WORLD
My gaze falls to his lips as those exact thoughts come flooding back to me, my face flushes that same shade as his is and I can only imagine it's just as warm. How I would love to find out, to run my finger tips over his skin, to feel the combination of soft and scruffy.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON IT
My arm actually extends momentarily until I catch myself and my conciousness comes crashing back to reality so hard I fear the sound could wake him. His soft sigh shocks me and I jump in my seat, I fear him catching my intense stare yet I almost will him to open his eyes so they can rest upon my own.
NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON IT, AGAIN
I don't think I can take it, just sitting here and watching him. It reminds me of the times I would just stare at Amy during class, things really have changed in that sense. I get up from my chair deciding to hang out in the kitchen and read one of my comics. It had gotten awfully dark in the room and the glow from the TV didn't allow me to see the end table. "Shit!" I exclaim as my knee comes into contact with the corner of the table. I just know without even turning around that Bright is awake. My mind tells me to run but I do turn around to spite it. My eyes meet his, though instead of hate I see a glimpse of something completely different.
