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Wills POV
It suddenly became very obvious that the whole waiting room could hear into the conversation that should have been kept very private. I glanced around the eerily silent room and my eyes were immediately drawn to elevens and what I saw almost killed me. The eyes that once looked up at me with happiness, love and trust we're now swimming with fear, fear of me, fear that I could snap at any minute and put her in a hospital bed alongside mike. She thought that that is what I could do and the fact that someone I was so incredibly close to would look up at me with the same fear stricken expression that twisted her usually happy features very nearly broke my heart in two.
Els POV
I was stunned silent, terrified of the news I'd just revived, what will had done to MY mike. I looked up at him, wordlessly begging him to somehow prove Lucas wrong and retrieve himself from the quickening pace of the downwards spiral that was spinning him out of control. I would have waited for a million years just for Will to explain how that scenario rang untrue; except I knew that even if I did, he wouldn't. Because no matter what, Will would not lie. Not to me. Not ever. And I knew that. Fear clouded my better judgment, petrifying images of what damage will could do flashing in my minds eye, each one worse than the previous one. I looked up at will, scared salty tears making my vision blurry and in that moment, even though I couldn't see him clearly, I felt his heart break. His head was bowed and his armed dangled loosely, depressed tears silently covering his pale face. Then I did something that shocked me. I got up-
and slapped him hard across the face. His eyes met mine briefly before I pulled him into a tight soothing hug and kissed a salty tear off of his slightly red cheek. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me off of his warm chest and stared deeply into my eyes as if searching for something, his long fingers still tightly gripping my shoulders. I half expected him to slap me back, to bubble over in anger and rage and after the recent arrival of news I had received about his temper... but he didn't. He asked a simple, one worded question.
"Why?" As he gazed deeply into my eyes.

A\N OK SO THIS IS SOMETHING, FINALLY EXPANDING THE POVS A BIT! ANY REQUESTS ARE WELCOMED AND MOST LIKLEY USED SO YEAH XXX

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