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Behind Those Eyes.CHAP5His eyes fluttered open, the sun's glorious rays slicing through his window across him and Gavenia. She was still asleep. Abraham rubbed his eyes groggily, kicking off his doona and under sheet. Should I wake her up? Nah, better not.
Quietly, Abraham snuck out of bed silently to avoid waking up Gavenia and made his way into his bathroom, closing the door with a small muffled sound. He spread some toothpaste on his toothbrush and began to brush his teeth, forgetting for a moment his electric brush was incredibly noisy.
"I'm up, I'm up..." Gavenia muttered, shivering slightly. She'd borrowed one of Abraham's shirts and though he was quite fit himself it looked as though it came from a hippo in comparison to her slender, stick-thin body.
Abraham hadn't noticed she'd woken up. He spat out his toothpaste, rinsed his mouth, and spat into the basin once more. It was only now, seeing his shirt on her, that he'd realised how thin she really was. Up to a point it worried him, but, other
Behind Those Eyes.CHAP4After that particular accident, Gavenia became attached to Abraham. To her surprise he didn't push her awaygranted, he seemed to want to, but he didn't.
She confessed to him a few weeks after meeting she had liked him. Despite being taken aback he figured after everything he should at least take her out for a movie. The date went well and ended with a kiss to the cheek and a walk home.
However, Kayla didn't approve of Abraham. She never had.
A month or two rolled by and neither contacted one another they didn't seem to go to the same school, they were polar opposites and, well there didn't seem to be a reason to talk. There was nothing to talk about.
That was, until Christmas rolled by.
Quietly, she placed the frame containing her sister's photograph on the desk.
"I'm sorry, Harley. To make up for a billionth of what happened we'll spend Christmas together " Gavenia whispered, smiling weakly. "I know it's not much since Kayla's gone back to Ireland for Christmas."
English Poem No. 3I feel some kind of ecstasy
one that I can't ignore.
Your presence, it leaves me glowing...
Too bad I'm nothing but a bore.
I know you feel it too
this strange and utter happiness.
However, you're just not the same.
I mean nothing to you less and less.
She doesn't even appreciate your efforts,
disregards them and steps on them.
You say you feel your soul crush
every time she throws 'em.
Why can't you simply recgnise
I'm the one for you?
I've love you for all eternity
and you love me, too.
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