Falling Skies

Falling Skies - Part 28

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Surprise.

I wrote this part a long time ago too, just haven't posted it.

I didn't look back and edit either, so sorry but I'm not really sorry if it's bad.

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POUND. POUND. POUND. POUND.

"ADALINE!!"

Footsteps.

POUND. POUND. POUND. POUND.

This time on my bedroom door.

It flung open.

Each time I see her it's harder than the last.

Every time the feeling gets deeper, more complete, more captivating.

There isn't a thing I wouldn't do to keep her safe.

But this time she was coming to make sure I was safe.

The bright blue eyed girl looked at me cuddled in the blankets in my bed, relief washing over her face. Her long blonde hair sticking to her forehead because of the sweat.

"Adaline," she started, tears beginning to well in her eyes.

This is when she pounced, she dropped the bag in her hands and jumped on my bed, giving me a huge, bone crushing hug.

"I was so worried about you!" She sobbed into my neck as I wrapped my arms around her, "Some jerk posted a video of you standing at the rooftop. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fine, Bobby."

"Like hell you are!" she said, sitting up quickly, straddling my lap. Her tears fell onto me and her lip quivered, "Why, Addie... why?"

I stayed quiet.

"Why would you ever think about doing that to yourself?" Bobby asked, quivering lip.

I hesitated, but soon answered, "Think of this... Your mind being a constant poison that fills you with venom. You're filled with your own darkness and depression which you still attempt to file away and forget, like a bad grade or an overgrown nail.

"It's heavy. You have to carry everything around even though you never want to. It's always over you, casting a shadow on your life. It's hung by a thin thread too, too fragile to hold something so heavy. Most of the time you don't know what caused the thread to finally break, releasing all the weight on you. It falls too fast, and before you can run you'd be pinned down. It crushes your ribs, makes it hard to breathe. You try to scream, a cry for help is of no use though. No one else can see it - the weight that slowly crushes you to death."

Bobby stared at me with a broken expression, "Is this how you've been feeling this whole time?"

"Not the entire time," I said, "When I first moved here it was great! It was wonderful to get away from all of that... but then it came back."

She stared at me, tears still evident in her eyes, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It wasn't your problem," I shrugged.

She punched me half-heartedly in the stomach, "It's always my problem!!!"

I squinted my eyes in confusion.

"Your problems are my problems!" she yelled, tears beginning to fall from her eyes again, "How do you take something not to be a big deal when it is one? Do you just act alright because people would think you are over-reacting?"

"Yes! Every time I tell someone about it, they all think I want attention and call me a whore."

"Did you think I'd do that to you?"

"No, no, I just... I don't know." I leaned back in my bed again and stared at the ceiling, 'This was my fault, if I hadn't been so stupid and careless she wouldn't be telling me off right now.'

"I'm sorry." she told me as tears began to well in my eyes, "God, Addie, I'm so sorry."

I continued to stare at the ceiling, the tears finally falling from my eyes.

Bobby leaned down and laid on top of me, tucking her head in my neck. I immediately wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight.

"How can I still be breathing when I feel like this?"

Bobby hesitated, but she soon spoke, "You're breathing for me."

I opened my eyes, and she avoided mine.

Her lips were a pale pink that reminded me of a rose bud. The top lip was thinner, but not too thin, and it had a natural cupid's bow; the bottom one was larger and more plush. I stared at them when she bit her bottom one, trying to think. I wanted to feel her lips against mine.

I lightly grabbed her chin, having her look at me, and I sat up in bed. This made us close, but not close enough. My hand drifted to her hip and I continued to look at her. My eyes moved from her eyes to her lips. She didn't seem to mind, even though I'd just seen her kiss a guy a week or two ago.

I leaned close and our foreheads touched, Bobby took a deep breath, though her breath hitched in her throat. I let my lips brush against her's. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding.

This is when there was banging at the door, causing Bobby and I to pull away from each other quickly.

"ADALINE." I heard Hank's voice.

I fell back in bed again, "God damnit."

Bobby looked down at me and started laughing, causing me to smile.

"What?" I yelled, loud enough for Hank to hear me.

"If you finally get out of bed every once in awhile, you could get up and watch your brother. Your mom and I are going out." With that, I heard him leave.

It's upsetting that he, and my mom, have no idea what I did. Maybe it's for the best though.

I looked up at Bobby again, "Want to help me watch my brother?"

She nodded quickly, getting off the top of me then helping me up.

We made our way downstairs, seeing Scottie sitting in the living room, sitting on the floor by the coffee table, drawing.

"He doesn't do much," I told Bobby, "Really, we could just watch a movie and be fine."

Bobby smiled, "Okay."

With that, Bobby chose a movie and I put it in. We sat on the couch and watched while Scottie drew, and we sat close... not as close as I'd like, so I moved closer.

Bobby didn't complain, she gladly snuggled into my chest.

And we sat in silence, enjoying each others company.

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Okay, so, probably not the best part in the world... but so many OTP moments.

You're welcome.

Shout out to PrettyinPunkClifford because I actually updated for once.

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