"Erin... I can't." The young boy just looked down, staring at his hands as they rested in his lap. His long, white hair hanging over his eyes. His pale skin perspired as his heart sank while he sat, waiting patiently for her Erin's reply.
"Why the ******** not? We're supposed to be together..." she said, tears welling in her eyes from yelling. Her long black hair falling past her shoulders as she knelt down, trying to catch a glimpse of his eyes.
"I hate parties and s**t... So what if it is yours? I'm not gonna have fun..." he said as he got up from his bed, walking past her as he combed his hand through his hair. His black, long sleeved shirt hugged him tightly as his breathing heavied. His frail, skinny body was a window to his personality... weak and frail, he paced in his small, solitary room.
"Levy..." the girl said, biting her lip as she sat on his bed alone. She just looked up at him, waiting for him to go on as her baggy band shirt and bondage pants sagged loosely off her thin shoulders and body.
"I've seen the way those other guys are around you... You don't do anything to stop it though. You just throw another damn party... Maybe you just want me to get jealous," he said with more feeling this time as he looked at her. His eyes glanced over her... admiring her beauty, her bright hazel eyes and beautiful skin; the way her cute nose sat upon her face or her bold, sexy lips. But he also saw an ugly side of her... he knew how she cared about him, but she lived in the attention of others. The idea that his love wasn't enough for her to be happy consumed him with pain as the quiet room filled with their burdens.
"...Levy, you know you're the only one--" she started, but found herself cut off as Levy exploded with anger... swinging his fist into his father's antique desk. A desk bruised from many punches and much thrashing. Levy pulled his hand away... his knuckles turning pink from hitting it.
"Whatever," he said, before leaving. And so sat Erin, alone in his room... tears streaming down her eyes once again. She buried her face into his pillow, smothering her tears away as she inhaled the smell of his hair and face while crying.
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