Two broken souls in the midst of a crazy world. Two souls running away from their past. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel was cracking, slowly closing in.
When these two connect, as if they were set on the same path, light cre...
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In all my years of life, i've never been so fucking confused. My whole life i've seemed to understand the how and why to everything, but right now, I know nothing. Vivian LeBlanc is the most confusing soul on this earth. She's hot and cold, she reminds me too much of myself, if I'm being honest.
Did I ever expect her to kiss me? Not a fucking chance. Did i expect her to ignore me for days afterwards? Sort of. I've noticed that's how she is, if I say the wrong thing, or if we have a normal moment, she shys away from it. I understand her, we are alike in so many ways it almost scares me, but fuck if it's not driving me insane.
I've never wanted to talk to someone as badly as I want to talk to her. I fucking hate that she's ignoring me. Part of me wants to break down her door and make her talk, but part of me wants to steer clear of her all together. One kiss, it took one fucking kiss to have me practically on my knees. It kills me to admit this to myself, and i'm sure as hell I'll never admit it out loud. She's like the flu, I need to flush her out of my system.
The way her body felt against mine, the way she pulled me closer, eager for more, it took everything in me to not fold right then and there. The small part of me that wants to let her in knows that it will take time. The stupid small part of me I want to throw into a fire. Why? Why her? It's the only thing I can't comprehend. Where did she come from and why am I so drawn towards her?
My phone dinging pulled me away from my thoughts, she finally texted back. I'm having a serious stalker boyfriend moment, but I don't give a fuck. I'm tired of waiting. Just her response alone put me at ease. When Damian came back to the dorm, he had some not to nice things to say about Vivian.
"Yea dude..she looks like someone just unburied her casket, I mean fuck man, I love her but that was not a good look. Like she got hit by a bus or some shit, we gotta get her out of the dorm."
I don't believe him, there's not a chance in hell she could ever look bad, even though I hate to admit it. His words worried me, and finally broke me out of my patience and waiting mentality. Waiting never gets anyone anywhere, nor have I ever waited for something in my life. I do not plan on starting that now.
It's physically killing me to not go over to hers right here right now. I need to grow the fuck up. I need someone to punch me in the face and hopefully it will wrack my brain straight, but unfortunately for right now, it is not, so what am I going to do? Fuck it, i'm going over, Valentina would have never given me a key if she didn't expect this right? Right.
I've never gotten up with so much urgency, any student passing by would think i'm on some fucking life saving mission right now. Maybe I'm delusional, maybe all of the crazy fucked up shit that has happened to me is catching up with me and making me act out. There's no rational explanation as to why this is happening to me, parker is getting to me.
I decided to make a pit stop at the dining hall. The only time I see her eating is this soggy looking parfait. I don't know why she likes it, but it's all I know she'll eat. I'm not a blind man, I don't understand how everyone else seems to be oblivious to it, she never goes out to eat with us, she always has an excuse, and the topic alone clearly bothers her. I'm not in a place to question it, I pushed it once and got ignored, i'm not going to push it again..yet.
