#noah sky

Noah's Point Of View: I don’t like it.... This feeling feels just as worse when Vincent left; cold, bitter, lonely… I don’t like it whatsoever. Who the hell does she think she is? Going around and flaunting her mischief about, turning heads shifted in her direction. It’s unbelievably insane. And especially how the one person she can only go to just has to be Raven. It’s always Raven. Bloody hell, even Vincent favoured him at times. It was maddening! “Raven is such a good friend…Raven, you’re an angel…Raven, you’re going to grow up into a fine gentlemen. You watch little man; the girls are going to fall for you—” I got to stop this, it isn’t healthy. But so isn’t Lillian. She’s like a disease—those type of colds you can’t really get over with. She’s like a god damned headache that forces your sight to go dizzy with. There she goes in one direction; her smiles, her little quirky flaws, that mysterious air around her, as if she’s got a big secret on the tip of her tongue. She’s got me thinking about her like a fucking disease! I don’t like it. I let my head drop in my hands, collecting my breathing as I did so. Before I even met her, my life was in control. I had good friends, a semi well-kept family, (cause seriously, who’s family is perfect?) not to mention a girlfriend… Who I don’t love. Who’s using me; who can’t fight her own battles; who is so desperate in changing the way she is. The minute I found out about her secret, I knew not many people would accept her. Bloody hell, no one accepted her in high school! Besides, I was kind of interested in her. She was…different, unique. Probably one of those souls that know what I am going through. I’m as confused as to what she wants now. That fight was so stupid to begin with. One minute she’s convinced she’s going to come out the next, she’s hiding underneath her shell. And now we’re not on talking terms anymore. Talk about déjà vu. Maybe it’s best to tell Lillian; just to come clean, make her trust me. Make her understand me a little more, expand my circle. I don’t think I’ll have the heart to say sorry to her just yet. The last thing I need is another disappointment. I’ve already lost Vincent. Lillian is going to be my roommate until whenever apparently. There’s no changing that scenario. Suddenly I heard the sound of a door opening, calling my name. "Noah?" I ignored him, more focused on Lillian. I had to make her trust me… But how? I sighed in my head. I’m no good at this shit.