25 to life // euphoria one shots

32 - talking to the moon pt 1

" I know it's kinda dumb to rely on something so far away and in the sky--maybe something you'll never even touch once in your life--in order to dictate what's good and bad, but I don't know. "

info
- filler chapter
- 1st and 3rd person (3rd person used for context. 1st person perspectives will be specified)
- rue's perspective
- lyrical writing! events follow song lyrics. lyrics start from verse 2 and chorus of the song talking to the moon by bruno mars. lyrics will be in bold and italics

It was too late. The sky was already wearing its dark hood of night and stars, the train station was still bustling with people, and Rue was just sitting there, listening to the train's wheels thump along the tracks. She continued to fidget with the rings on her fingers and the straps of her bags, staring out the window. Her anxiety couldn't be calmed down so easily.

I'm feeling like I'm famous, the talk of the town
They say I've gone mad

Rue's pov

What the fuck did I just do? I actually left.

I can still feel my heart beating out of my chest; I was surprised that I'm not hyperventilating out loud. The more I turn my head to look around at my surroundings, seeing people from different stations come out and get off of this train, the more my worries and regrets started to pile up on one another.

What will my family think when they find out that I ran away? How reckless am I acting?

I felt my knee start to bounce a bit as all I could do was stare out the window and wait for the train to stop at the station I needed to get off at. I don't know what the hell I'm gonna do.

Yeah, I've gone mad
But they don't know what I know

As the whole train darkened and then revealed itself again after passing through a tunnel, my eyes laid on the view of the city from my window. I looked around and saw buildings upon buildings intricately placed across from one another, people walking with bags in hand, and cars waiting in traffic. Instinctively, my eyes trailed up to the sky and immediately took notice of the moon. The moon seemed to blind all the other surroundings, and a small twinge of peace started to succumb to my feelings.

'Cause when the sun goes down, someone's talking back
Yeah, they're talking back, oh

The pit in my stomach, my racing thoughts, my heartbeat--it all seemed to disappear once I stared up and recognized the moon at its last quarter. The moon has always been a signifier of my life. Whenever something good happened, the moon always shined bright and reflected a sense of happiness. Right now, it seemed almost radio silent. I know it's kinda dumb to rely on something so far away and in the sky--maybe something you'll never even touch once in your life--in order to dictate what's good and bad, but I don't know.

The moon has always been close to me and I've always been close to it. I've always sensed a powerful radiation whenever my thoughts talked back to it, and I guess I've trusted my gut and the moon whenever I felt pressured.

At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the moon

I paid attention to its soft yet imminent glow. There was absolutely no feeling in it. I began to have another sense of worry wash over me as I continued staring up at it, still contemplating my actions. That was until my thoughts were interrupted by the moon disappearing from a passing tunnel and the train stopping. It was my stop.

I subconsciously slapped myself out of a haze and got myself together, standing up, hoisting my bags over my shoulder, and excusing myself off. Once I stepped off the train, the air immediately felt different. It felt like the atmosphere completely transitioned from a silent theatre to one of a noisy, bustling one with chatter and people's feet shuffling against the station platforms.

I traversed through a small crowd of people before finding the exit out of the station. I need to find a way out of this. What am I going to do now?

a/n: i had this as a scrap and decided to finish it. i was completely invested within rue and jules' characters after rewatching the special episodes at the time and i felt like posting this for you guys. enjoy<3
i'll be working on pt 2
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