To Those Who Wait (4/9)
"Avelina?" a soft voice whispered.
I picked my head up and saw a boy by the window.
"Eli!" I breathed, and leaped up to greet him. I buried my face in his chest and sobbed. "Oh, Eli, I am so sorry!"
"Sh," he murmured, holding me close. His mind was numb. "It isn't your fault."
"It is!" I cried. We stayed in silence for the longest time. "I love you," I finally sniffled.
"I love you too," he sighed. "But it's killing us both."
I shook my head quickly, and kissed his lips, softly at first, but then a little harder as I held him closer.
Eli kissed me back, as usual, but this time there was a desperateness that killed me inside. His kisses, normally soft and gentle, were now laden with a hopeless passion that threatened to consume us both. There were tears on his cheeks.
"A-Avelina," he mumbled. "We can't do this anym-"
I silenced him, sliding my hands under the back of his torn shirt. I traced his back, and slowly stepped backwards, pulling him with me. The backs of my legs brushed up aga