Beautiful Disaster
Ephram finished putting the dishes back in the cabinet. Amy had left, her mom had come by to take her shopping for back to school, and he was alone in the house again. As he put the dishes away he couldn't stop replaying the scene of Amy leaving in his head. After he had told her about Melissa, she had gone strangely quiet, no comment or anything and that kind of scared him because she liked to divert his attention off of her. She had done it with Laynie, and he thought it would be the same again. She had never sounded so eager to leave then when she was talking to her mom on her cell. He knew, he had a feeling, that somehow he was to blame for that, that he had somehow messed things up with her. He laughed bitterly to himself.
"Like we have a chance now," he told himself. "Colin is dead yeah, and she'll need time to recoup. Plus do I really want to be her rebound boy?" Again he laughed at the cruelty of the answer. Of course he did. He had wanted to be her boyfriend since the first time he had laid eyes on her. Even when she treated him like crap he had wanted her. After all, didn't Laynie break up with him because of that? He wanted her, but he wasn't stupid. He knew he couldn't have her because she needed to get over Colin first. And she needed him to help her through it.
"No," he said very softly. "I have to be here for her now, the future-well that's left to be decided."
At the same time, across town, Amy was looking out the window of her mom's car. She hoped Ephram hadn't gotten her out of his head, because she couldn't bear with the thought. She debated asking him but then thought that that was a stupid idea. After all, if he had lost his feelings for her, it would just be awkward or cause a fight. Anytime they had talked about that stuff it normally ended bad. She would just have to wait and see.
"This must be how Ephram felt all that time," she thought to herself. "Never knowing whether I loved him back or not, I did but he didn't know that, I just hope it's still the same with him."
There can only be one phrase to describe a relationship like that of Amy and Ephram, they're not star-crossed lovers, they're not two wrongs, quite the contrary, what they have is a beautiful disaster.
Ephram finished putting the dishes back in the cabinet. Amy had left, her mom had come by to take her shopping for back to school, and he was alone in the house again. As he put the dishes away he couldn't stop replaying the scene of Amy leaving in his head. After he had told her about Melissa, she had gone strangely quiet, no comment or anything and that kind of scared him because she liked to divert his attention off of her. She had done it with Laynie, and he thought it would be the same again. She had never sounded so eager to leave then when she was talking to her mom on her cell. He knew, he had a feeling, that somehow he was to blame for that, that he had somehow messed things up with her. He laughed bitterly to himself.
"Like we have a chance now," he told himself. "Colin is dead yeah, and she'll need time to recoup. Plus do I really want to be her rebound boy?" Again he laughed at the cruelty of the answer. Of course he did. He had wanted to be her boyfriend since the first time he had laid eyes on her. Even when she treated him like crap he had wanted her. After all, didn't Laynie break up with him because of that? He wanted her, but he wasn't stupid. He knew he couldn't have her because she needed to get over Colin first. And she needed him to help her through it.
"No," he said very softly. "I have to be here for her now, the future-well that's left to be decided."
At the same time, across town, Amy was looking out the window of her mom's car. She hoped Ephram hadn't gotten her out of his head, because she couldn't bear with the thought. She debated asking him but then thought that that was a stupid idea. After all, if he had lost his feelings for her, it would just be awkward or cause a fight. Anytime they had talked about that stuff it normally ended bad. She would just have to wait and see.
"This must be how Ephram felt all that time," she thought to herself. "Never knowing whether I loved him back or not, I did but he didn't know that, I just hope it's still the same with him."
There can only be one phrase to describe a relationship like that of Amy and Ephram, they're not star-crossed lovers, they're not two wrongs, quite the contrary, what they have is a beautiful disaster.
