•Sorry for not updating in awhile, we've been busy and caught up in other things•
Edd's POV:
I pinched the skin in between my longish nails. My thigh throbbed with pain but I didn't care. I kept my head down and my blocked all the voices out. Not the voices in my head, everyone else's voices.
I just want to go home and sleep...
It felt like everyone was leaving me. Of course, they were there everyday. But I couldn't help but feel like they wanted to leave me. To never see me again.
I felt like I had done something wrong. Whether it just be bothering them with facts and my voice or just being sitting there with them at lunch.
Kevin was the only one who I felt comfortable around. Of course, he had other priorities. Way higher ones than me-
"Hey Double D, you okay?" He sat next to me on the bench, wrapping his arm around me.
"Define okay," I remark, not sure what that word meant anymore.
"Doing well? Man, I don't know. Are you feeling okay mentally?"
I let out a sad laugh and shook my head, "nope."
He frowned, "what's wrong?"
"I just feel... sad. I'd say I felt numb but I don't. I just feel sad," I shrugged, stopping to pinch my thigh again.
His eyes traveled down to my hand and he took my hand in his, kissing the back.
"You shouldn't do that," he states, rubbing the red skin.
"I know."
We sat in silence, with him trying to comfort me with holding me and rubbing my hand.
"Do you love me?" I question, not so sure of myself anymore.
"Of course D, I love you so much. I'm a hundred percent sure I love you. Now, don't go doubting me, okay? I love you."
He always knows what to say.
Always.
A small smile forms on my face, "thank you. I love you too, and I'm sure of that as well. Condolences for asking."
"You don't need to apologize, D, it's okay. I get that you need reassurance. Everyone needs it at times, there's nothing wrong with it."
He cares so much. He understands. He doesn't yell at me. He doesn't get angry with me. He's calm and reassures me.
He's so sweet, just like chocolate.
•How was this?•
-Kennedy
