Merricup And Jelsa (One Shots)

Waiting.....

Waiting
  ......Waiting
             ...Waiting.....

She's waiting. She's waiting for him. He should be here by now?. So why isn't he?. She looks around frantically.

Her beautiful red curls instead of falling freely on her shoulders are tied behind in a urgent and careless manner. Her electric blue eyes have morphed into dull gray instead. The electricity is long gone...

With him.

She slowly stands up with shaking legs, finally walking inside the building but not before glancing one last time.

With a disappointed sigh, she walks inside. Only to wait for another day.

Later in her apartment, she slowly sits with her dinner. She opens the tv ,with shaking hands, She guides the remote to a certain fimilair channel. Only to frantically close it again.

She is lying on her bed trying to sleep. After alot of effort, she finally feels drowsy. She slowly falls asleep.

"I never want to see your face again!!"

"Fine!!. I am leaving and never coming back!"

To only be jolted awake again.

"You should go on a vocation. A different atmosphere will help"

"Why don't you try therapy. It really helps"

"Try finding a hobby. It will keep you busy. Sure will help"

"Try dating. A special someone in your life will help-"

"Enough!!" She shouts at them.
"I don't need help. Just give me time!. Please!!" As tears threatened to fall on her pale cheeks. Silencing the crowd.

But after a moment of silence. They start again.

She sits next to the window, examining the rain drops fall onthe window as they slide down. Every minute she feels as she is about to fall apart. She tries to hold it in. Tries to act strong but that won't work infront of her mother.

Her mother approaches carrying two mugs of coffee. Her hazel eyes filled with concern seeing such state of her daughter.

She sets the mugs aside as she sits next to her daughter. Who is still oblivious to her presence.

She taps her daughter's shoulder, and the girl's face looks up,slightly disappointed expression falls on her face.

The mother ignores it. Instead opens her arms in a embrace and the daughter jumps into it. The mother comfortingly strokes her hair and then the redhead can't hold it back anymore.

She falls apart. Sobbing on her mother's shoulder as she managed to utter weakly.

"I..loved..him. I  never...got..to tell..him" she sobbed.

Her mother having no idea what to say just hugs her daughter more tightly as she manages not to cry herself at her daughter's broken state.

The red head clings on her mother for comfort as the horrible day replays in her mind again again again and again.

She finally falls asleep, a warm blanket around her but still a painfull look carved on her beautiful pale face.

She clungs to her blanket tighter as the nightmares surround her. Closer and closer they get. As they finally fulfil their purpose and she jolts awake.

Darkness surrounds her, she is alone sleeping onthe living room sofa. She looks up at the wall clock. 3 am.

She lays back trying to fall asleep but only to be haunted by another memory.