Random Drabbles/Plot Ideas

DEH KLEINSEN AU WIP

"First year of college," she says idly to the empty room. "First year without..."

Jadey sits up from her bed, takes off her glasses and tries to blink away tears. "Whatever. I- I don't," she grips the frames tight. "I'll survive on my own. I'm the Insanely Cool Jadey Kleinman. This is, this is nothing. I'll make friends in no time."

No matter how much she convinced herself, there was one thing that never changed.

She felt terribly alone.

-TRY AGAIN?-

(It's been a few months since she last saw Evan.

It's been a few months since they've talked. Months since she last heard his voice.)

Desklight shining on her paper, Jadey rubs her eyes in exhaustion. She sighs and places her pen to the side of the paper she was writing.

Why they couldn't type it down and print it instead was beyond her. Stupid, stuffy old professor with a stick up his ass better get with the times already. She absentmindedly rolled the pen up and down, all the while having her head cradled in her free arm.

"Something you want to say to someone, but can't..." Her hands turn to fists, her mind going back to that place -to that person- she desperately wanted to forget.

(It's been a few months since their fallout and Jadey hates that she still misses him.)

"Stupid, fucking letter writing exercise."

She let the ink in her pen flow, writing whatever came to mind. It didn't really matter what she wrote anyway.

The words she wrote didn't register in her mind. How her grip on the pen became tighter and tighter, how her body tensed up while writing, how hard she was gnashing her teeth while she wrote.

She completely, utterly spaced out.

(Their heated words were burned into her mind. Traded blows that cut deep into her heart. She didn't think Evan had it in him to call her out like that.

"Maybe the reason you talk to me, Jadey-" Evan had always been taller than her but this was the first time he put it to good use and it hurt how he says her name like it was poison on his tongue. "-is because you don't have any other friends!"

This is what she wanted. This is why she spent all those years distancing herself from him. He deserves better than someone like her, deserves the right to be happy more than she ever will. All she would ever do was bring him down.

She's tried so hard for Evan to hate her, so why? Why did her heart hurt so much-?)

Her vision suddenly got blurry. But she was wearing her glasses-?

It took her a moment to realize that she was crying and a minute to notice that her paper was getting wet and that fuck, fuck, fuck, the ink was getting smudged, no-!

"Shit!" she cried, slamming her fists onto the table top and the paper crinkling harshly underneath. "Shit, shit, shit, shit-!"

She hated this fucking assignment so fucking much.

"Fuck," she whispered, body beginning to succumb to the lulling calls of sleep.

One final tear slid down her cheek before she decided to call it a night. A single writing exercise wouldn't destroy her grades, right?

Right...

(The lonesome tear rolled down her chin and hit the paper gently. If Jadey had given care to notice, she would've seen the salty liquid blur the words she had always longed to tell him.