Lisa Rowe x fem

Serious?

Ellie's POV:

After about a week of being in different places.

A week of not seeing her after that amazing night we spent together.

After all of my therapy I'm finally ready to go back to the tv area. I have my new room back.

"ELLIE!" Polly hugs me.

I missed her too.

I actually missed these people. Isn't it strange?

It was only a day? A day of being free. A day of no rules. It was a day of great fun, only with her. Only with Lisa Rowe.

But I assume they are my friends, no matter how fucked up this place is.

When I go into my room I see Lisa laying in her bed. I've never wanted anyone as badly as I want her.

Her eyes cold and she almost looks dead.

"Hey." I walk in and shut the door.

She jolts up like I scared her.

Clearly someone has been getting shocks instead of therapy.

I look at her before sitting on the bed next to her.

"No." She gets up quickly.

"What is it?" I ask.

"I can't have this conversation with you." She says.

"What do you mean Lisa?" I question

"About last week. I got caught up alright. I can't like you, I never can. I don't like you or anything. I can't be with someone even if you're "

I cut her off.

"What do you mean?" I look at her cautiously.

"Hm?" She looks at me with nothing in her eyes.

"You can be with me. If you just try to get better too you can be with me." Everything else around me feels silent.

"I don't know what you're implying?" She mutters.

"Why are you so worried about being with me? Is it because I am a girl?" I state in my strictest tone.

She pauses for a moment.

"I don't want you to be upset when you find out I can't be the person you need me to be." She looks down at me.

Can you believe that there would be any flaws in Lisa Rowe, any ones I can't deal with.
She isn't a good person. She's a great person to me though. I guess it didn't really matter what I wanted in this so called situation of disaster.

None of us are truly good people, but I like her. I like to be with her. I like to see her in the morning. I like to be with her at night.

I pull her closer.

"I don't need you to be anything. Do you still want me?" I ask just to make sure she hasn't changed her mind about me.

I've never felt for anyone like I do with her.

"I've never felt this way for somebody. Or at least it has been a very long time since I have.... But I can't." She tries to smile. It's like she read the lines in my head.

This is the first time I see something in her.

She's not trying to be cocky or cruel. She's not intimidating. She's not a jerk.

She's someone I want. Badly.

Or maybe it's just been like that since I first saw her through that window. I knew that once I knew her, there was no stopping me from wanting to know her more.

"I'm scared that you aren't going to be better." I say.

"You're hurt by me?" She asks.

"Oh don't be so hard on yourself." I hold her wrist.

"I'm sorry Ellie. I usually don't mean my apologies but with you, but I do this time." She says.

"Whatever you want. I'll do my best to do." I kiss her cheek.

She pushes me back slightly.
"El." She shakes her head.

Why does she not need me anymore? What happened to yesterday? What happened to us?

My soul is already in love with her. I love her soul. It's like I feel a bond with it. Something id never let break.

Lisa Rowe. Was this really necessary?