Gravity [EVA x CHRIS] SKAM

24: Avgjørelse Pt. II

" I saw you dancing in a crowded room

You look so happy when I'm not with you

But then you saw me, caught you by surprise "

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Her mind kept racing as she laid flat on her bed, staring at the ceiling. The notebooks were left untouched on her desk since Jonas left. His presence only defocused her attention from her homework more, if it could even be said that she was focused on it at all.

The reality was that Eva Mohn couldn't do anything, because a tiny voice in her head kept whispering infamous words of Sana Bakkoush – it'll be too late.

And there she was, analysing the last few months of her life, her encounters with a certain someone who had her all kinds of worked up, and things just did not add up.

Eva felt like she needed clarity, when in fact she had it all figured out in her head, she knew exactly what was the reasonable thing to do.

It was her heart that was the problem.

For some unknown reason, it skipped a bit every time she heard his name, saw his nearly perfectly sculpted face or been in his presence altogether.

Their undeniable connection wasn't news to anyone. She's had this dance with Christoffer Schistad for almost two years now, and each time it seemed like he was gone for good – the universe magically kept bringing him back into her life, unasked.

But what wasn't so obvious was his attachment to her, which did not go unnoticed. That was why people were surprised, Chris Penetrator had never been involved with the same girl for so long. Especially one that wasn't his girlfriend.

Sana noticed it, as well as Jonas.

But every time she started to kind of believe it, and maybe see it herself – things would go south.

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EVA'S ROOM, FREDAG, 21:04

EVA

If anybody were to tell me that I'd be lying in my bed, pining over Chris, I'd probably call them delusional and laugh in their face.

Well, maybe someone needed to look in the mirror.

Jonas left some time and I had no idea when this time passed, but it was already almost nine, and I haven't moved from my bed.

The last hour of staring into the ceiling was surprisingly educational. I've learned all about different cracks and spots that needed some fixing, but unfortunately – it did not fix my head at all.

I knew that I had the tendency to overreact, especially when it came to Chris, so naturally I was analysing our last conversation to see if maybe I did in fact overreact.

But at the same time I came to the conclusion that my reaction was well-deserved.

When it came to confronting my feelings for Chris – I believe I had every right to have some concerns and frankly, to be apprehensive about even admitting them.

But it just didn't feel right to do anything. I felt guilty – not only about Jonas, but guilty about myself.

I hated Chris for so long, and now I was in a situation where the lines were too blurred for me to know the boundaries.