Don't Get Away From Me

50|Worth II

[Colette's pov]

"GET THE TRUTH, YOU HAPPY? I'M A USELESS BASTARD, THAT'S IT! YOU'RE ALL PERFECT AND COOL AND I'M NOTHING! AN EMO THAT WORTH NOTHING!" Edgar yelled at me, and he turned back again.

Worth nothing?

Useless?

Nothing?

That's what he thinks of himself?

He shut me up and I stood there in silence. I can't leave him right now...it's the worst possible idea to leave anyone like this...

Think, Colette. You can't let it go worse...

I frowned and slowly looked up again.

Edgar was still standing with his head low and all I could see was his back. However, his scarf seemingly was trying to tell me something. One of those hands was patting Edgar's shoulder while the other kept pointing to me, then Edgar, then back to me. I guess that's what I have to do, huh...?

I quietly took a deep breath and calmed myself. It's gonna be fine...We are gonna be fine.

I took a few step close to him, my face almost touching his back.

"Ed, listen."

"Scram." His voice was slightly trembling.

"No, I'm not going anywhere." I stated clearly.

I cleared my throat, "Ed, I'm sorry for this. For making you so...sad and uncomfortable. But all I want to say is that, I'll be here, alright? You don't need to go through this alone. We're together."

No reply.

He's just Edgar...and no one else.

I let my arms wrapped around him and my head resting on his back. "It's fine...I'm here..." I kept my voice small and steady so that I wouldn't scare him. He slightly shook his head and I believe if heartbreak could happen physically, he would crumble. "No, I-"

"Shh." I stopped him from talking and just hugged him and brought him comfort. Brought myself comfort. "It'll be okay..." I whispered.

Finally, I took a step away and released Edgar from my embrace. Then I stepped next to him and his face immediately turned to the other side. I sighed softly, "Hey...let me look at you. No one is gonna haunt you, okay? It's just me." Then I put one of my hand on his neck, softly rubbing, just like when he did it to comfort me.

He relaxed a little bit from my touch. I moved my hand to his head and gently caressed his hair. "Irreparable, unmistakable, incomparable darling it's wonderful. I see it all in you, oh so priceless." I hummed the lyrics that Edgar wrote me in the card on that late Valentines Day. "Show those beautiful eyes of yours, please?" I pleaded softly.

Edgar finally turned his face, his head still hanging low and his hair covering most of his face. Poor Ed...

My hand cupped part of his face and my thumb gently caressed his face. It felt warm and a bit...wet? "Ed, look at me." He still didn't lift his head.

I sighed and let both of my hands holding his face. Then my head leaned in closer and pressed my lips to his head, softly kissing it. I then pressed my forehead to his, letting myself breathe on him. I closed my eyes and tried to feel him. To find his emotions. To bring him back. "It's fine...I'll wait."

After a minute or two, I heard Edgar moved. Opening my eyes immediately, all I saw was his teary eyes, filling with depression and sorrow. I smiled slightly at him, "Feeling a bit better now?"