Backstage One Shots (Open Requests)

La Douleur Exquise (Kax)

KIT'S POV

I love Jax. Jax loves Bianca.

That's all there is to it I guess.

Everyday all he talks about is her. The way she smiles, the sound of her laugh, the shade of her blue eyes. I hear about it. Every day.

Meanwhile I'm the one who's been here along. I would do anything to be with him, anything. I know my feelings aren't reciprocated. In fact, I don't think he has any idea how I feel. Maybe it's better that way.

After school Jax comes over to my house yet again to talk about his "problems" with her. He crashes down onto my bed and covers his face while groaning into one of the multiple throw pillows.

"What is it today?" I ask, trying to sound somewhat interested.

He removes the pillow covering his perfect face, and I can't help but sigh.

"It's just... I don't get it. I think I'm doing everything completely wrong. I do so many things to get her attention but she never notices me." He replies.

I nod my head knowing exactly how he feels.

"I talk to her almost every single day, or try to at least. I give her flowers, write her poems, and I always tell her how beautiful she is. I don't know what else to do."

I nod again because I know that if I even try to say anything at this point, any word I say will only be communicated as a sob.

"Kit, I'm so glad I have you to talk to. You're a really great friend." He suddenly says.

There it is again. Friend. That's all I'll ever be. Just a friend.

"No problem." I manage to force out.

I bite my lip harshly, and look down in order to hold everything in.

"Woah, your lip is bleeding!" He exclaims, noticing the dripping red liquid coming from my swollen, bottom lip.

"Here, let me get that for you." He says as he sits up and scoots closer to me.

His thumb lightly traces my lip, making my breath catch in the process. I take advantage of the situation and gaze closely into his deep brown eyes. It takes all the willpower in me to hold myself back from leaning in closer.

"There you go." He suddenly says, interrupting my thoughts.

"Thanks." I mumble, still feeling flushed from him being so close.

He goes back to his previous position and takes a deep sigh while looking at the dirty grey carpet beneath our feet.

"Youjust don't know how bad it hurts to like someone so much and for them to haveno idea how you feel."

I look at him almost mournfully and force a sad smile onto my face.

"No, I guess I don't."

A/N

Sorry this was so sad and short! I just got the idea during school today and I really wanted to write about it. If this was too sad for you I can always write a part two where things change a little happier. Also for those of you who don't know La Douleur Exquise is actually French for the pain of wanting someone that you know you can never have, and knowing that you will still try to be with them. Next chapter will be Jianca, and after that I don't really know so make sure to send requests. Thank you all so much for all the support I've gotten so far, and I hope you all have a wonderful day! (: