Ava's P.O.V
"What do you think will happen when they find us?" I ask looking up at Cory, observing him. My eyes flicker over to the cigarette dangling from his lips. It fills my lungs as I inhale a dark sea of smothering smoke, and suddenly,
I'm met with the curiosity of what his lips might taste like.
"They won't." He states glancing over at me. His eyes filled with hate could be described as dark and stormy. Brimming with revenge, darting as if searching for someone to vent upon. They're a little bit empty, though, because behind the rage there is pain veiled by a thin wall of defensiveness.
The silence wrapped around us like a thick blanket.
"Do you hate me Cory?" I blurt out, not thinking before the words spill from my lips.
"I hate the thought of you. I hate the way you speak. I hate the way you look. I hate everything about you and it's all because whenever I look at you or think about you, I see Aria." The words fall from his lips confidently as if they were nothing to him. And it hurt.
More silence.
"Everyone keeps telling me that time heals all wounds, but no one can tell me what I'm supposed to do right now. Right now I can't sleep. It's right now that I can't eat. Right now I still hear her voice and sense her presence even though I know she's not here. Right now all I seem to do is cry. I know all about time and wounds healing, but even if I had all the time in the world, I still don't know what to do with all this hurt right now." I say without hesitation. My tears were threatening to spill.
"It hurts. It hurts really fucking bad. Its like the pain I've locked away found a way out and I hate it. I hate myself. I don't understand how it still hurts. Its been over a year now but it feels like it was just yesterday that she died."
His eyes dart over to mine and he turns around. Now face to face he says, "But pain's like water. It finds a way to push through any seal. There's no way to stop it. Sometimes you have to let yourself sink inside of it before you can learn how to swim to the surface. It hurts me too you know. She was the love of my life and now she's gone." his voice cracking at the last part.
I look up at him and stare into his eyes. I really don't understand how one pair of eyes can show so much pain and despair. It's like a little break from reality. Trying to figure out all the different emotions that were layered within his eyes was a challenge.
And to this day I still haven't seen them all.
