Seeing You - Boys of Tommen

Seven Minutes in Hell

October 31st, 2001

Lizzie:

Since the funeral, I've just been going through the motions, pretending like I'm a functioning human, like my life isn't completely miserable. Hugh was the one thing that was good, and I ruined it, I ruined him. And now he was gone and I was alone. The worst part was that he wasn't really gone, I still had to see him. And worse I had to see him with her. 

It was my own fault, I pushed him away but it still hurt. I didn't want to come tonight, but Claire all but forced me and to be honest I can't remember a time when I didn't celebrate Hugh's birthday with him, so it would have been wrong if I wasn't here.

Hugh still regularly checked in on me, because he saw me, saw what I did to make myself feel, the measures I took. He still protected me, like when he took my name out of the bowl, but now he chose this new girl with red hair, who looked like an angel, even without the costume. And there was no one to blame but myself, and Mark Allen. Fuck Mark Allen.

It had been about five minutes since Hugh and his new girl had gone into the closet together and it was killing me. I knew it wasn't fair of me to be jealous but I couldn't help it. The minutes of them being in there had dragged on.

I was still kind of reeling from Patrick kissing me, I wish I could like Patrick in that way, he was nice and gorgeous and a seriously good kisser. The kiss was short, but whoever he chose as a girlfriend was seriously lucky. I knew not to read into the kiss, Patrick didn't like me like that, he was just a really good friend to Hugh and didn't want to upset little Katie. I knew she was older than me, but I was in a spiteful mood. 

I was standing alone, because I knew Claire would be annoyed at me for asking Katie that question, but I couldn't help myself and I didn't want to deal with any criticism. 

After thirteen minutes and thirty seven seconds Hughie and Katie opened the closet doors and exited. Both of their lips were puffy and Katie was rearranging her dress. They were both smiling and holding hands, I wanted to scream. All of the people in the room cheered for them, but I just left the room, I needed space, I needed to feel something.

Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be Hugh's POV in the closet ;) - H <3