Cypress was on the left side, by the buildings, always shoved in the corner. She felt like Louis and Ember had a stronger connection to each other than her to either one of them. She knew they had been friends longer, but she sensed something more. She hoped she wouldn't be left out of that too. They always knew when something was wrong with the other, and she could almost never tell with Ember. With Louis, he got this look in his eyes, and when he was faking a smile his dimples didn't show. That was pretty obvious, at least she knew that much.
She tried to keep the conversation going and join in when she could, but what she really wanted to do was beg Ember to stay instead of pretend like she hadn't said anything. Louis didn't look like he was trying hard enough to get her to stay, he hoped he wasn't letting her go, she needed all the help she could get. If Ember left she wouldn't have her buddy to paint nails with and talk with until 4 am. Louis usually didn't want anything to do with that and watched wrestling matches, shoving his face with potato chips on the beanbag in Ember's room while they did girly stuff.
Who would comfort her when a guy dumped her, or be excited with her when she got asked out? (this happened often) Louis certainly wasn't evoked to do that kind of thing. Sure he would encourage you and pat you on the back, but he never seemed very interested to be honest.
When something was wrong with Ember he would be there with her before Cypress even heard about it. She thought that was unfair but she just had to deal with it, she and Louis had a sort of bond too. They loved doctor shows. Ember wanted to see the world and do incredible things, but she got sick at horror movies and had to look away at the gory parts. She couldn't even stand the surgery scenes on Doctor shows.
Cypress may have been a pretty little princess type of girl, but she didn't really find spilling-out-guts scenes gross. She didn't really mind it all that much, because the part she loved most of all was when a doctor saved a life. She loved the art of the surgeons hands, the delicate stitching, the technique. She wanted that, to save a life someday, she felt destined to do it.
She once was a little girl, and like most little girls she had a Barbie and one day she wanted to know what was inside. She was little and didn't quite understand the concept of organs but when she cut her Barbie open with scissors, it was hollow.
Cypress freaked out because if Barbie was hollow, so must she. She ran crying to her Mom with the top half of her doll in hand. She was was scared that she was hollow and had to nothing inside. Her mom calmed her and put Cypress's hand on her own chest. " You feel that? It's beating, your heart is beating." Little Cypress nodded with a tear stained face, and held a stare full of fear. Her mom then took a bottle of water out of the fridge
"Drink up, you can feel it." Cypress shook her head. "It'll go right through." She whimpered. "No it won't, just try it" her mom answered. Little Cypress took a drink and felt the cool water go down and hit what she hoped was her stomach.
A huge smile spread across her face. "See it went in here," Her Mom said pointing at Cypress's little mouth "and it's here now." Poking her daughter's belly button. Then she tickled the girl and Cypress laughed wildly, she had always been very ticklish.
Cypress still wanted to know what was inside, she wanted to know the human anatomy, the inner workings, the systems. Once she knew how it worked, she would know how to fix it. She wondered way too much. Louis mostly liked all the guts and blood, the cutting and the sewing people up part, he didn't think surgery was an art. Cypress pitied him, because the body was such an amazing piece of art that she could study for hours, like an artist at a gallery. Not in a creepy way, in a thoughtful, articulated way.
If Ember left, she would be alone, Louis and Cypress wouldn't watch their doctor shows together without Ember to talk to. The two had a bond, but it wasn't the same as with Ember. Cypress would be devastated. She wouldn't be able to live with the fact that she let her best friend go. She didn't know what she would do then, all she knew was that she didn't want to get that far.
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Well I wrote this a little while ago but I havn't had the chance to finish it so, here it is now. I'm trying to put in every character's point of view in the story, but I didn't want it to be in first person. Not quite sure what this is called, is it 3rd person omniscient? I don't now, but I finally got Cypress's point of view. It was mostly just explanation, and everything was objective, but then I had Ember's point of view, then Louis, and now it was about time for Cypress to have a say.
Thanks for reading this and continue on reading, I hope you like it, and if you have anything to say about it (it may be negative, however, I would appreciate if it was constructive criticism instead of all out hate) then feel free to type it in the conversation/comment section. Thanks again, and HAPPY READING!!! :DDDD
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