"yeah, oh."
I can tell he's uncomfortable, his hand is rubbing the back of his neck and he's staring at the floor, and doing that same blinking pattern he always does when he's nervous. Blink. Blink. Blink. Pause for 5 seconds. Blink. Blink. Blink. Pause for 5 seconds. And the cycle repeated.
"I'm sorry." His voice is soft and welcoming.
"For what?"
"I don't know." He laughs, but it's not with joy, it's full of melancholy and sympathy. It's hollow.
"What's so funny?" I'm concerned. He never laughs when he talks about his past. He's usually upset, not crying. But just upset. He's never been so... well numb. Numb to his feelings, thoughts and even body.
"We're more alike than we thought we were."
"I guess we are." I can see my vision blurring and my throat closing up, I smile through the pain, science says you feel better when you smile. I can feel wet drops cascade down my face and I cover my face with my hands. Obviously science was wrong then because it just made me feel worse.
"Why are you crying ar? His voice is croaky like after you've been sobbing for ages and you've just caught your breath, yet i don't think he's cried for years, not since that night.
"because we're so alike." I feel this huge wave of sadness hit me and weigh me down. "I hate knowing that you feel the same as me." I actually make eye contact with him for the first time this whole night, and his eyes are full of melancholy and sorrow.
"I do too." His mouth moved into a soft smile and he came closer, and next thing I know our lips are connected again.
YOU ARE READING
bruised hearts.
Roman d'amouraria and ezra both come from troubled homes and they deal with their trauma together, will their lives eventually get better? read and find out. (this is set when ezra works at hollis) sadly i do not own pll but its owned by sara shepard
