When You're Gone
Chapter 9: The Little Things Give You Away
I closed my eyes and lay down. I hadn't been home at night for awhile. I continued to replay my moments of going out.
Why was it that this was so hard? I mean, I didn't even know the guy's name! But he'd helped me out so so much. He was a nice guy.
I'd been imagining what he looked like. Tall, dark, and handsome. I remembered when I'd hugged him. What was on his back? I remembered the swirls of darkness (how is that even possible?)...was it darkness?? It made a soft humming noice. Somehow it was comforting...
I rolled over and squeezed my eyes shut. I felt like I was completely missing something. What could I be missing?
I got up and loked out the window. My hands traced the edge. It was dark out. Beautiful. I closed my eyes and opened the window to take in the scent.
Yuffie. The penatrating darkness seemed to whisper my name. I opened my eyes and saw flashes of darkness seem to dance around the room. Beautiful.
They vanished, but I could feel something brush past me. It was more of a presesnse, not an actual physical touch. Was it the darkness again?
I sighed. What was this feeling? This wasn't at all like how I'd ever felt before.
It was similar to what I'd felt for Vincent, but this was deeper. More intense.
Like, simply the knowledge that this mystery man existed seemed to make me feel better. More complete. Like I was more alive. Simply because someone somewhere had cared about me. Somewhere, he was there. Whoever he was.
In some ways, I felt sad. Sad that I couldn't be with him. I wanted him to come back, which was very possible, since he knew who I was.
I closed the window, but continued to look outside.
But even though he knew who I was, he didn't want to see me. Maybe after the DeepGround dilema, maybe he'd come back. Surely if I felt this burning sense inside of me, surely he had to return it? Would fate be so cruel as to deny me this? As to have me feel this, and not have it returned?
It was as though he was answering my call, it felt like. Like his soul was reaching out to me, and I was reaching back.
I saw my reflection. Mey eyes. Dark. Large. I looked outside, focused outside. I saw another face. Eyes staring at mine. Red eyes. Something familiar about this face that sent shivers down my spine. Familiar and...and intoxicating. No. That didn't give these sensations justisce.
The eyes were a dark reddish color. I knew they were his eyes. Was I really seeing this? It was hard to see his face because of the shadows and my breath fogging up the window, so for all I knew it could have been my eyes playing a cruel trick on me.
Cruel because the eyes had a deep longing in them. Longing that was looking straight into me.
Slowly, small pieces began to fall into place. A name seemed to whisper through my thoughts. His name. Suddenly, deep inside of me, in the center of my being, I knew who he was. I knew that I knew.
But my conscious refused to say.
Because it didn't want to hurt again.
Whoa. That was a long wait. Sorry to keep you waiting?? Please review.
'The Little Things Give You Away' is by Linkin Park. Very good song.