Untitled by Keybladegirl1993
It was raining again. With rain brought fear. Fear of a storm. This time was no different, with one drop of rain came lightning with lightning came thunder. It was one of many natural orchestras. Another flash of lightning, another tear falling down my cheek.
We are told that rain is the Earth's tears. The Earth feels a great sadness usually when it's lost one of its children. Did it understand my sadness the one that left a hole in my heart. I had lost him after all.
No he had just grown up, and no longer remembered his childhood friend. So this time I was alone, alone and cold with no love to warm me. Sitting in a window seat crying with the sky. Or maybe the sky was angry with me. I should be happy for him after all. He had found love, love I wasn't good enough to give to him. Another tear, another choke sob. I shoved my fist against my mouth. What would he think if he saw me here bawling my eyes out like a child. Another cry of thunder in its horrendous voice.
The sky was screaming at me, angry with me. Why couldn't I be good enough just for him. The house shook as the lightning tried to get me attention. It wanted to knock some sense in to me. I shouldn't be in the window watching I should be against the wall safe. I wouldn't let the fear over come me. Not when there was no one to make it better. You promised me that you'd take care of me. Yet you found a better love, one I think can never love you as much as I do. For your sake I do hope they love you more even if I don't want it that way.
Oh please treat him nice, care for him. The rain knows his sorrows just as it knows mine. Let him know your feelings unlike mine, no let him understand your feelings. Please explain how you love him. He though of me only as a friend, never a lover.
Another lightning bolt this time so much closer. A sob came with it, how could I face me fears with out him. I was hopeless, and maybe that's even why he's not here. Maybe he though of me as weak, and didn't want to be around me. “What have I done,” I cried in a choked sob. Fresh tears just came rolling as the rain picked up.
“What do you mean, what have you done.” a voice said from across the room. My head shot toward the sound at the same time another bot of lighting hit. He couldn't be here, why would he. No it had to be a trick of the mind. Something I wanted couldn't be here.
“Your not real, you went on a date to the fair with that girl. You've been dating her. Why in the love of god would you be here.” I turned my head back to the window. I'd rather face my fear, then face him like this.
“If I'm not real then why can I do this.” She hadn't seen him walk across the room. In no time he had picked her up bridal style. Kicking, and pushing, anything to get away from him. No please don't do this to me again. No not this way. “Now stop it you know I'm not going to hurt you.” Sorry, but you already had. He sat on my bed, leaning against my pillows. He held me close, and I stopped trying to get away. Letting the numbness just go ahead and take over.
“Why in the world do you think I'm dating her,” he asked me. I could just barely make out his face in the darkness. His eyes had some concern in them, but the rest I couldn't read.
“Because you love her, you told me so,” I said numbly. I tried to get away, but her just pulled me closer.
“It was fools love, truthfully I haven't loved her for a while now.”
“So then why are you here.” Please don't say it. Please don't set me up to fall again.
“Because your scared of storms, and I'm the only one who knows.” Thank you for not smashing my heart again. Then I felt his hand brush away what was left of my tears.
“Stop please,” I begged. He only lifted my face so he could lick them away.
“No I won't,” another bolt of lighting. I turned my head to scream into his chest. Please don't agree with him. Let me just suffer with the storm as my enemy, and my fear. “You know were my heart belongs.” Now I was laying on my bed and he was on top of me.
“Lies,” it came out as a mummer. As his lips found my neck. “You'll throw me aside just like last time. You love me, but your not in love with me.”
“I came back to protect you did I not,” he said, his breath tickles against my neck. “I've please take me back.”
“You'll just leave me again.” I felt the hot tears running down my face again. I tried to turn my face again, but he softly garbed my chin to make me look at him. We locked gazes, and I felt more tears fall. His gaze showed deep sorrow.
“I didn't know you loved me like you did.” He seemed fully sincere, but I still didn't believe him. He could tell I didn't. He spoke in past tense knowing the pain he delivered to me. He got off of me, and ran a hand though his hair with a sigh. “So are you going to let it end this way.”
“Are you.” I asked softly. “The way your acting is that if I tell you no, then your just going to move on tomorrow. If you really loved me you'd wait on me.” The thunder outside rolled in agreement with me. The rain pelted the house telling him to listen.
“Its raining again.” He said looking straight into my eyes after I sat up. “Do you even need me anymore.”
With a sigh I placed myself in his arms. “No. I don't think I do, but its nice to still have you here.” I was mad at him, but he was beginning to understand what he had done. He pulled me close and nuzzled my neck.
“If you don't mind can I wait on you.” He asked softly. The lightning didn't strike, and the thunder didn't roll. The rain just sang a soft almost happy tune as I wrapped my arms around his neck. A soft smile on my face.
“I'd like that, very much so.” With that a new emotion came in his eyes. One that was full of things to ask, one that stood out the most just made me laugh. With that he laughed to, and pinned me back down on the bed.
It wasn't raining anymore, but we could act like it was. He would be with me even if it didn't rain. He would still hold me close, and keep me safe.
"Its raining again." I whispered to the boy next to me on my bed. There was no rain, but he knew what it meant.
"Oh is it." He asked waking up quit well after being asleep for several hours. He held me even closer, and placed a kiss on my neck. Even if it was raining we would have never known the difference.