Drabbles and Whatnot

Oh Well, Oh Well: Ventus X Reader

I wonder if she thinks about me when she's alone, even though I've thrown my engagement ring out into the ocean in an attempt to get over her. Does she remember what we had when she's in the arms of her new lover? Is this just some never ending dream I'm having?

Even though it still hurts, I still pray for her happiness. I'm being as strong as I can which isn't much, but it's something. I hope she actually sleeps at night, unlike myself.

I heard a song on the radio the other day that reminded me of her. It took my heart and twisted it out of shape... Now all I can think about is making her angry enough to scream while I just smile and fake my happiness. But I don't think I would be able to do that.

I guess I didn't have to do anything after all, I could see the same hell in her eyes that made a home in my heart. Her boyfriend of now two years broke up with her and it left her crippled. That night, I had a dream that made my skin go pale. Am I wasting time by not doing what I can to comfort her? She never called or anything, but I know I needed it when she left me.

My phone sat on my knee, her number dialed. For a while, I just sat and listened to the car radio play before I kicked my tail into gear and pressed the call button. The line clicked.

"Ven?" _____'s voice sounded from the other end.

"Yeah, it's me," I chuckled nervously. "I heard about what happened. I can only imagine how much it hurts and I know it's not easy to talk about, but if you ever need to let it out call me and I'll listen." She was silent for a little while.

"... Ok, thanks, Ven."

"No problem," I smiled. The line clicked again and went dead.

That was all. No hateful comments, no screaming, no tears. A weight lifted off my heart and I finally felt free as the car flew down the street, taking me to work. I just hope I don't forget about this freedom before I'm done for the day.

I cleaned up shop after my shift and checked my phone as I headed back to my car. I had two missed calls and a text, all from _____. The text read 'Guess you're at work. Please come by when you get the chance.' It was already past midnight but I drove by her apartment anyways. Her light was still on but when I rang her door bell, no one answered, even after twenty minutes, two more rings, and an unanswered phone call. I glanced at the tree that reached her window and started regretting my idea half way up its branches.

Thankfully, her window was unlocked and opened easily. I carefully slipped inside and closed the glass pane behind me. She was laying face down on her bed, the thin wires hiding in her soft [h/c] locks leading to the iPod in her hand. I gently touched her hand.

"_____," I said loud enough for her to hear over her music. Her head shot up, eyes wide.

"How'd you get in here?!" She tugged the headphones out of her ears and sat up.

"The window was unlocked," I smiled nervously.

"Right," she sighed.

I sat next to her and listened to her tell me about how she loved the man who left her and how much it hurt her. She was in tears by the time she was done. Over some debate, I gave her a slightly awkward side hug and let her cry it out. She stopped after a while and smeared her running mascara in an attempt to dry her eyes.

"I'm here if you need anything," I smiled gently at her. "Even if you just want to curse my existence, give me a call." She nodded. From then on, we slowly started to become friends again.

_____ was laughing as we drove down the highway, talking about stupid things we used to have a hard time just thinking about and singing along with the radio. Though I still couldn't bring myself to talk about my own feelings about when we separated.

He came back to her and I now know for a fact that I'm not the reason why she smiles. And I'm not the one who helps her fall asleep at night. She still loves him with all her heart and I've been praying for a way to get over her but it's hopeless.

Though it's not the first time I've seen her smile at him with those bright [e/c] eyes that shine like precious gems. But this time, I finally realized that she was no longer mine. He doesn't know her like I do, but he's getting there. Our relationship- not just as lovers, but as friends, too- is over but I would do anything just to see her and feel her love for me again.

I'll keep you warm safe in my arms. 'Till heaven calls, keep holding on.

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Wrote this as kind of a practice with songfics. For a long while, I've been debating on whether or not I wanted to join Whywareall's contest and I still haven't quite decided. Oh Well, Oh Well by Mayday Parade was one of the songs she gave to a contestant so I decided to see if I could actually do this kind of thing and it turned out better than I was expecting. I chose this one cause I know it and I'm comfortable with it but if I do her contest I might not know the song she gives me so I should probably do another one with a song I've never heard before. Please forgive my rambling and mumbling (_ _) I'm kinda nervous about it and I don't quite know what to do.