Freshman year of college, Ocean and Eve became the best of friends. Finding themselves inseparable from each other amongst their friend group of seven, the two could hardly imagine their lives without one another.
Although, what will happen when fe...
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Ocean
I don't know what I'm doing...
I'm supposed to be excited. Adrien's a cute boy with an obvious and adorable interest in me. He looks at me all dreamy-eyed and starry-like, and we share so many of the same thoughts and views and interests. I'm supposed to be filled with the good kind of nerves and itching to go out with him.
What I shouldn't be doing is thinking about her. Again.... Especially not when she's right next to me and walking me to the person I'm supposed to be thinking about instead.
A part of me wished that she'd simply tell me not to go. And the other part of me knew to shove that thought as far down as possible. Because there was simply no way she ever would.
Really, I needed to get it together. And quickly. But who knew that having unwanted feelings could be so challenging, and so very hard. It was as if the wall to a dam had been ruptured, and a downpoured flood was simply waiting to make its grand and explosive entrance.
Everywhere I went and every time I thought I was finally back to normal, here they came. Laughing at me for even thinking they would ever be gone for good.
All of it was infuriating, to say the least.
"You call me if you need anything okay?" Eve took me by the shoulders once we arrived in the downstairs lobby. With her eyes seeming to dance around my face, she then smiled suddenly as I nodded, dazed in my thoughts. "You really look beautiful Shaun..."
For some reason, I always believed it whenever it came out of her mouth. Even if I knew she didn't mean it the way a small part of me hoped for her to.
"Thank you," I whispered with a smirking wink, now fishing for a fictitious confidence that had always been my blanket when I felt anything but.
Widening her smile in response, Eve then sighed at last with the drop of her hands before pointing a parental finger at me. "Please call me if you need anything... I don't care if it gets late or you think I'm asleep, or whatever- Call me Ocean, I mean it," she gave me a look with the raise of a single eyebrow. "And please make sure you're safe, at all times- Your location's on, right?"
"It always is," I smiled knowingly in a way that made her roll her eyes while pulling me into a hug. She claims her dad is Mr. Sargent Devereaux, yet here she is. His right hand man. "I'll be careful, okay? Promise."
"Okay, have fun." A mental sigh lingered in the back of my mind as she let me go, leaving me to be on my way. "I love you-"
Despite it being something that we said all the time, often with an added insult just to make each other laugh or smile, for some reason it felt different this time. In a way that caused me to mouth it back over my shoulder while walking away, for I knew that muttering it aloud would only hurt me due to the depth of which I felt in my heart these days.
