12 -You're All That Matters To Me

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( ( "And I have dreams of my love, who is not my love, but was. Her father said words low against me, so low that it caused her heart to flame"-Loki speaking from I Bring The Fire; Wolves, C. Gockel. Quote of the day hay hay really loved this book ) )

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No, they weren't kissing. I'd been thinking in my head that seeing Andy and 'Dave' kiss would be mortifying, it'd leave a hole in my brain, a forever-scar, something I could never forget. But what I saw left a hole in my heart. What I saw became physically painful, unbearable, leaving an ache in my chest and my bones. I stumbled back in shock, and tripped over my own clumsy feet. Whose to say I overreacted to what started to unfold right before my very eyes? No one. Because no one felt my pain

Of course it's illogical to think that, well, Andrew would kiss a guy. But what else to think when Caroline said 'Not you. Andy and Dave'? If the evil giggle indicated anything, and it did, I could only assume my bestfriend secretly read yaoi novels on the internet or something....

My brain had little to no time to assess that she actually meant they had to kiss her.

The snow around my legs turned into a puddle within seconds of my landing, seeping through my skirt and slipping into my boots. I began wondering if it could seep through my chest and put the fire out

His lips so firmly on hers, they lingered for a while, but not long. The two of them separated with grim expressions. Then, I could not look away, I could not shake seeing them that way

Dave cackled from somewhere out of my line of vision, yet close enough that I winced from the loud, annoying sound. Not too long ago, I remember him standing next to her. I don't ever recall him moving to stand next to me

"I pity this one" he spoke through laughs, patting my head gently. He paused for a short time, and then began running his fingers through my annoyingly tangled hair.

"Shut up" Andrew seethed, narrowing his eyes at Dave. His expression immediately softened after landing on me "Lucy, it's how....things work where we're from. You understand, right?" he tried explaining. I'd already jumped up to knock whatever snow hadn't soaked through my clothes, and turned on my heel to slosh through the snow in anger

They're from A.M.E.R.I.C.A. I'm pretty fucking positive that you don't kiss because of a bet, unless that was the punishment for the loser. As far as I'm concerned, they were betting that I wouldn't find Dave attractive. To be honest I haven't had the chance to ogle him.... yet.

"It's too cold for this shi--oof!" I almost finished my sentence, just one letter left to sound out, but some asshole tackled me from behind AND forced me face-down into the snow. My whole life flashed before my eyes in those few seconds as I tumbled down. It wasn't pleasant

By the time my nose pressed against the cold snow, I was screaming bloody murder with a mixture of anger. This day only gets better, doesn't it?! First my skirt, now the entire front-half of my body is soaking wet, let's not even mention the kiss Caroline and Andrew shared! For some strange, although obvious reason, I wanted to crawl under a rock layered with Legos and slowly wait for death to find me

"Can you please calm her down before someone hears!" Dave's usually annoying voice was laced with concern. I kept thinking about how much better I would feel if he aimed his concern at me. Instead he worried someone would hear me

"She'll shut up eventually" Caroline mumbled "I didn't even hurt her" she continued giving away her identity as my attacker.

"She needs to shut up now!" Dave retorted, the weight on my back suddenly lifted up but it's instantly replaced by heavier weight. I groaned under the new pressure, feeling the air leave my lungs in large bursts *

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