Horizon had been lying on Evangel's bed again, and he had been playing
Tetris on his computer. Then he stood up and moved onto his bed beside her.
"I don't know how long I can wait."
"That's how I felt at first, but I just got used to living here."
She rolled onto her side, facing away from him. "How do you think your life would be if you never came here?"
"I would still be living with my mom in a run-down apartment with very little money. I got money by working part-time as a waiter in a diner. Part of the money I earned went to finances, and the other part was mine to keep. That's how I got my tattoo and my piercings. I would still be going to school and getting awesome grades. And yet, I would still be victim of people's ridicule. Every once in a while, mom would find a boyfriend and he'd be a real bastard. Then I'd try to beat the shit out of him for hurting my mom, and then I'd get really hurt."
"I'm sorry... that's really sad. She traced a scar on his arm that she discovered draped across her. "Is that from one of those times?"
"Yeah. He had a knife. That was the fifth time we had to go to the emergency room. Nine stitches. Goddamn, if I ever met him again..."
"I had no idea..."
"Well, what can you expect? My dad was the same way. That's why we moved to this city. Anyways, what about your life? How would it be if you weren't here?"
"I would also be getting good grades at school and dealing with mockery for my style and personality. At home, I would be locked in my room, watching anime, reading books, listening to music, playing on my computer, or burning incense. My parents wouldn't care. They're so wrapped up in their work. Always working, never caring. My mom even said she would have been better off if I had never been born at all. So brutally honest... she told me that when I was three years old, and many times after that. They were loaded - they bought me anything I could want. They gave me everything, except love. That's all I ever wanted!" She began crying. "They are probably happy I'm gone, or they haven't noticed yet. I'm glad I'm here, I would rather be here then in that hellhole."
She rolled back over and looked in Evangel's eyes. His eyes were red and bloodshot. She figured he had been crying while explaining his story, too. He leaned closer to her and put his arms around her, squeezing tight. Her eyes closed, and his lips came in contact with hers. It was a connection. She could feel this electricity between them. It was an enchanting kiss, but she could feel his lips moving away from hers and closer to her ear. "Don't ever think that somebody doesn't love you, because there is always someone waiting for you."
"I don't know how long I can wait."
"That's how I felt at first, but I just got used to living here."
She rolled onto her side, facing away from him. "How do you think your life would be if you never came here?"
"I would still be living with my mom in a run-down apartment with very little money. I got money by working part-time as a waiter in a diner. Part of the money I earned went to finances, and the other part was mine to keep. That's how I got my tattoo and my piercings. I would still be going to school and getting awesome grades. And yet, I would still be victim of people's ridicule. Every once in a while, mom would find a boyfriend and he'd be a real bastard. Then I'd try to beat the shit out of him for hurting my mom, and then I'd get really hurt."
"I'm sorry... that's really sad. She traced a scar on his arm that she discovered draped across her. "Is that from one of those times?"
"Yeah. He had a knife. That was the fifth time we had to go to the emergency room. Nine stitches. Goddamn, if I ever met him again..."
"I had no idea..."
"Well, what can you expect? My dad was the same way. That's why we moved to this city. Anyways, what about your life? How would it be if you weren't here?"
"I would also be getting good grades at school and dealing with mockery for my style and personality. At home, I would be locked in my room, watching anime, reading books, listening to music, playing on my computer, or burning incense. My parents wouldn't care. They're so wrapped up in their work. Always working, never caring. My mom even said she would have been better off if I had never been born at all. So brutally honest... she told me that when I was three years old, and many times after that. They were loaded - they bought me anything I could want. They gave me everything, except love. That's all I ever wanted!" She began crying. "They are probably happy I'm gone, or they haven't noticed yet. I'm glad I'm here, I would rather be here then in that hellhole."
She rolled back over and looked in Evangel's eyes. His eyes were red and bloodshot. She figured he had been crying while explaining his story, too. He leaned closer to her and put his arms around her, squeezing tight. Her eyes closed, and his lips came in contact with hers. It was a connection. She could feel this electricity between them. It was an enchanting kiss, but she could feel his lips moving away from hers and closer to her ear. "Don't ever think that somebody doesn't love you, because there is always someone waiting for you."