Limerance

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      My arms hurt from keeping them up for so long. My nails only dig into my skin harder when I see the person. The loud music rings in my ears and I just want to go home.

Even though I don't want him to, he does. He looks at me and starts walking my direction. I don't uncross my arms.

I look up at him from my seat when he starts talking. "Hi Evie," he says with a sly smile. I just want to smack it off his face. I want to say something, but I can only do one thing.

I get up and walk out the room with a knot in my throat. I keep walking until I reach outside. I dig at my bracelets and my heart is pounding.

My mother and father made me come here. "To visit my grandparents". This whole fucking family is full of addicts. They can't bother to watch their kids, whether something bad happens to them, or they do something bad. He's one of those kids.
Even if he's my cousin, he still did it.

I just want that piece of shit to leave me alone, I would've said something a long time ago if my brother hadn't stopped me.

"You're going to ruin his self-esteem, please don't." I think back to what he said. "Of course you defend him, you'll side with any male," I remember saying back to him.

But I can't pin my problems onto him, I could've said something if I really wanted to, but that was when I cared more about my family that anyone else.

"Are you okay?" The familiar voice makes me feel like shit again. I turn back and see no one else is out here, just me and this bitch. "Shut the fuck up. Can you leave me alone? Where did the dumbass idea come up to start bothering me?"

"No, I just thought-" "what? You thought I would be fucking nice? Thanks for suffocating me even more than what you already have." I can come up with a million different reasons to start walking away, so I do.

I can't look up from my feet, and I see the droplets fall onto the floor. I look up, there's rainfall tonight.

Now I can't tell if I'm crying or not, even though I can feel something warm flowing out of my eyes. Rain only falls harder, and by the time I'm home, it's pouring and I'm soaking wet.

I still love the rain, even though it's always falling after something bad happened to me. I love the muted colors the clouds create in the sky, and everywhere else. I really like looking out the blurry window on days it does rain, and sometimes I'll go out just to sit and collect droplets all over.

I can see him from here. Kevin's standing outside his house.

I walk up in front of him, staring. My arms are still crossed.

His nearly-black eyes don't blink, they just stare back at me.

"Why are you out here?" I ask him. "It's boring being dry. Why were you walking in the rain without an umbrella?" "I don't have one." He stays silent for a while.

"Are your parents home?" He asks me quietly. Why would he care? "No.." I tilt my head and look at him confused.

"Mine aren't either." His cold hand latches onto my wrist . I guess it's the only part of him that's dry. He pulls me all the way to my own car.

"Wait where are we going ?" I ask. I trust him enough to take me anywhere. He signals me to unlock it. When I do, he gets in the drivers seat. He knows how to drive now?

I sit on the passenger's side. "Where are you taking me??" I ask him when he starts driving.

He puts his finger on his lips and smiles. "We're in my car, ketchup." "Don't call me ketchup!" He says playfully. "Yes sir!" I giggle.

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When we get there he gets out of the car first.
I follow after him and look around.

He brought me to a beach.
We're in a small parking space and he's holding a towel. There's sand and beautiful blue waters in front of us. It's not as cold, but it's still chilly. I left my sweater in the car but whatever.

He sets down the blanket on the sand and sits down, looking to the ocean. I go to him and sit down too.

It's the perfect shade of blue in the sky. It's already 8 but the sky's always lighter at the beach. It's a light shade of indigo and not completely pitch black. No, there's so much moonlight shining on this boy.

This is the calmest I've ever felt. I needed a break and this helps, a lot.

I feel a cold touch tracing something on my arm and I turn to him. He's tracing over the marks my mother left on my arm. There's pink scratch marks there, from when she ripped my skin off my flesh out of anger. There's one spot where she put more force on. It's white, or a really really light shade of pink. They stand out from my • skin.

His cool touch feels like cold water on my burning eyes.

"Why did you let her?"
He's laying down now, his hand covering my spots.
He's still looking up at the sky. This is the first time I've been able to see stars in the sky, the places I've lived in before were too lit up to see anything in the sky.
"I didn't have a choice."
"She's still doing this?"
He holds tighter onto my arm.
"This is nothing, Kevin. it's fine."
I smile at him.
He cares.
My thoughts win and I lean down and peck him on the lips.
His expression changes.
My stomach turns into knots and I think about what I just did.

He sits up and kisses me. This time it's different than any I've received before. It's gentle and I feel fuzzy inside.

"Evie"
"You're so pretty," he says
The butterflies are back but they make me feel like throwing up. My nerves take over my body and I almost feel like shaking.
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