Best + Bitter = Better

Eight days after

Geoff managed to get out of bed. Granted, he was still in his pyjamas and he hasn't showered in about three days. But he was up none the less and his sister was proud of him. She bought cookie dough ice cream and collected all the blankets in the house. They were currently on the sofa, eating ice cream and watching shitty horror films on the horror channel. As much as Geoff appreciates it, he can't stop his mind from over thinking and making up scenarios that just make him sad. It's like those concept things on Tumblr where it's like: concept- you wake up on a Sunday noon next to the person you love, the sun shines through the curtains and your cat is laying beside you... Blah blah blah. But his mind is making sad ones that he wouldn't dare put on the internet.

For example, concept- it's years later and Geoff is one one side of the train track platform and he catches a glimpse of purple hair. No. But he looks anyway. The body turns around and sees him. The realisation covers his face before a blank stare. Geoff gets distracted by the train flying past, he keeps looking from the train to Aws in pure panic. The train passes. He looks at the train, he looks at... He's gone. Why would he leave? I love him... I love him.

He jolts at the sudden realisation and notices his sister stare at him. He sniffed and stared back at her.

"You're crying." She states, wiping the tear streams off his face with the pad of her thumb.

He looks at her blankly for a second before declaring, "I love him." He flinches at the words and is even more confused than he was five seconds ago.

"What?" His sister asks in an almost solemn tone. The film is long forgotten.

"I love him." He says again, but this time he stands up, allowing the blankets to fall at his feet. His stomach felt like it was churning and he didn't want to face the truth, but he said it. He had been staring at it for so long. He looked at his sister pleadingly,  "What do I do now?"

Rebecca wraps her arms around him and lets his frozen form melt into the hug. She doesn't reply until she feels his arms around her again. "Wait."

Geoff sniffs and buries his face in her hair. He knows she is right, but part of him want to go get flowers and turn up at Awsten's door again and get hurt. There's a part of him that seems addicted to hurting himself.