SNAPCHAT : Chris Schistad

DOUZE

CHRIS WAS HOME, so was Ellinor.

She had pictures of a beautiful future printed in her mind but her eyes were filled with the sight of a plasma tv, she watched some stupid show she has paid no attention to.

She was angry at herself for not running after him and giving herself the chance of maybe being a decent person.

She was fed nothing more than to sprint, so why didn't she?

Her head felt heavy from exhaustion, a permanent migraine clouding her thoughts.

She wanted him so badly now, she could almost feel her legs carry her to him but she knew better than to go.
She was fighting with herself.

As for Chris, his limping body moved across the warm hardwood floor of his home.

He was disappointed, she saw him.

Why didn't she follow him?
Chris sat on the kitchen counter, the cold marble arose goosebumps along his arms.

He starred at the skin.

He began drifting back to his thoughts, images of Ellinor haunting every single one then.

He know he shouldn't have felt how he did but somehow he did.

He looked at his phone for a second, he was reminded of the snapchats and how they started talking on the app.

But then obviously he had to fuck it up by posting the picture she told him to take off.

Chris' hands grabbed on to his hair, tugging on it out of frustration.

He wanted to see her.
Tell her everything he was thinking of.

He waited for a while, his mind racing on what he could do.

His eyes flickered to his phone again, he starred at it intensely.

Maybe it would just disappear if he wished it gone.

He rolled his eyes and stood up from the couch.

Ass he walked around his house he felt a wave of adrenaline flow through his veins.

He rushed to his closet to grab a jacket and quickly walked out of the house, of course what he didn't know was that his lover was doing the same.

Ellie was holding on to the last bit of hope, her mind racing at the thought of Chris maybe looking for her.

She walked to her usual coffee place, surprised it was till open seeing it was getting late.