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Like Ghosts in the Snow

Disenchanted

“So. You live here with your boyfriend?” I nod, pouring the two cups of coffee. She looks around the worn down apartment, a half smile residing on her cheeks. I walk into the living room and sit down on the couch, the leather is cracking and the stuffing is falling out. Time for a new couch? That was a long time ago, we can’t really afford it. At least we have an apartment… Clementine doesn’t seem to mind, she sits down on the couch next to me. I hand her the other cup of coffee, she takes it gratefully. “Yeah. He’ll be home any minute now, his name is Gerard.” she scrunches her eyebrows and looks down into the coffee, her hands are cupped around the mug, absorbing the warmth. “Did he go to our school?” I nod. She takes a sip of her coffee, making an ahh sound as she pulls it away from her lips, they have a bit of a pinkish color now. Her lips look so soft… “Black hair? Handsome? Nevermind, not handsome more like angel fallen from heaven beautiful?” I nod, breaking my eyes away from her. I try to avoid looking at her as much as possible, though, as hard as I’m trying, I can’t help but look back at her. “Yes, that would be him.” she nods, sipping her coffee again. I’m just staring at mine- I love coffee but I can’t be bothered to drink it right now. I yawn again, rubbing my eyes. My eyelids are so heavy, it would be so much easier just to lay down right now and close my eyes for a little while, but I can’t. My dreams… “You look really tired, are you sure you don’t want me to just leave?” I shake my head, running my fingers through my hair. “Of course not. I’m not tired, anyway.” she sighs, raising an eyebrow. “What?” I set my coffee, untouched, on the table. “You’re a big fat liar.” I shrug. “I wouldn’t be able to sleep, even if I tried.” did she just scoot closer? I think she did. Remember earlier when I said Christian had the nicest blue eyes you can imagine? Well that may have been a lie. Clementine has the brightest, deepest blue eyes and they are so big and wow I just want to stare into them but I think that’s awkward. “Why not?” I shrug “The nightmares.” She raises her eyebrows, setting down the coffee. Damn shes closer than before, I know it. I sigh "...Like
last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors, they are these terrors. And it's like…” I try to find the words, I don’t know why I’m telling her this. I haven’t told anyone this, not even Gerard. Its those eyes though- “it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing and… Sometimes I see flames. And sometimes I see people that I love dying and... it's always..." I stop, looking up into her eyes. Like crystals, so beautiful. I could become immersed and never look away. These words- why am I continuing to sleep. This girl, what is she doing to me?

“And I can't... I can't ever wake up.”


Standing in the doorway to the living room, is Gerard. He’s flushed from the cold, but he’s watching us. “Frank- why didn’t you tell me? I thought it was your insomnia… you said it was.” I stand up “Gerard!” Clementine’s eyes widen “Holy shit you are the most perfect human beings alive in one couple.” she mumbles to herself, looking between the two of us. “I’m sorry… I didn’t want you to worry.” he sighs “Frank, I need to know these things. You really should ha-” I shake my head. “Not now, Gerard. We have company.” I motion to Clementine. “Oh, hello there. I’m Gerard, Gerard Way.” he completely ignores me and a smirk appears on his face. No. That’s the flirt smirk. The. Flirt. Smirk. I do not agree with this at all. He holds out his hand, “I’m- uh- Clementine.” she goes to shake his hand, but he takes it and leans down, damn it he’s about to do the hand kiss- she flinches away, crossing her arms. She steps back. “Oh god, I’m sorry. Are you okay? Uh- uhm” whew, the flirt smirk is gone. She puts her arms behind her “I- I’m fine. I just wasn’t expecting that.” she looks over to me, then to Gerard. “I think I should go-” she grabs her jacket and begins to hurry towards the door, I run after her and grab her wrist “Wait” she stops, flinching back, she pulls free from my hand and rubs her wrist. She looks almost to the point of tears. “What?” she’s backing towards the door. “Why did you flinch back like that? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” she just sort of stares at me. “Oh- it was nothing.” she tries to smile, but really fails. Gerard steps forward, “Can I see something, dear?” he reaches out his hand, holding it open. Clementine sighs, but holds her hand out, it’s shaking quite heavily. Gee takes it and gently rolls up her sleeve. He sighs and looks up to her, with such sympathy. He rolls down her sleeve and pulls her into a hug. He whispers something in her ear, which, for me, is inaudible. She breaks down at this moment, and cries into his shoulder for more than a few minutes. She barely even knows us, but she seems pretty comfortable around us already. Do we just have those vibes? I like when people have those vibes, are we those people?

Notes

I continued ^.^

Comments

Update please? :O

inactive123 inactive123
1/19/14
You should continue~! I feel in need for le feels.
I feel this is a story Im gonna be reading over and over and realizing I'm forever alone ;) but thats good, feels are good
You should continue!
AlivePegasus AlivePegasus
11/30/13