Random Oneshots

the boy

 Warnings: mentions of death, sickness, and suicide. Mentions of OCD.

     Elizabeth Gordon knew about the boy. She knew he dozed off in social studies but was attentive in math. She knew his habit of playing with his shoe laces to much. She knew he had OCD and she knew he was pansexual.

      She knew everything about the boy, but she was no stalker. She just payed attention, so she picked up on disturbances in her everyday schedule, such as him. He didn't disturb her at all, in fact quit the opposite, but he did distract her.

     You see Elizabeth Gordon was bored. She tired of her everyday routine, all the walking and sitting and bus rides. She wanted more. So when the boy sat down in front of her in Mr. Frederick's third period Math class, shoelace in hand, she knew life was about to get interesting.

     Elizabeth Gordon watched him, not in a creepy way, but enough to know things about him. His sister was allergic to blueberries, and his parents were sick. The boy wore clothing that didn't match each other or the weather. The boy was odd and Elizabeth Gordon loved it.

     But one day the boy didn't show up for Mr. Frederick's third period math class. He had never missed it before.
     He was absent all that week.

     The funeral was held on Wednesday the 8th of March. It was rainy. Only her and the boys sister went. All three graves were put together, mother and father next to each other, son below.

     A few weeks later everyone was fine, except Elizabeth Gordon. She wore black now. The boy had liked black, for it was every color and none all at once. That's what his paper said in English.

     Elizabeth Gordon got to know the boys sister. She was called Liza. She was nothing like the boy, but she would do for now.

     They started dating on the 5th of April. They didn't have feelings for each other, but they needed some support.

There funerals were the following Friday.