He never thought he would hurt her, he was wrong. He feels incredibly bad, and cant deal with it. Adarian would rather die than hurt Eliora. I-he is very sorry.
"Yea, but still..." He stood up, and realized he still needed clothes. "So, when are we going shopping?" Adarian didnt personally care, but maybe it will make him feel more human. He used the couch's arm to help him stand up. He was in serious pain, but tried his best not to show it. Even though...
"uh yea I'm fine. Just had a weird night..."Adarian held his wound in his hand as he looked towards her foot and back to her eyes. "maybe you should go to a hospital. It may be worse than you think." says Adarian, with a caring look on his face.
Sirens blared outside of the house, police yelling into megaphones. He jerked up, causing a sharp pain throughout his body. "Eliora, what's going on?" but she wasn't anywhere to be seen. Suddenly the door opened and three swat men came in and took him away. He didn't fight back, but he was...
Adarian was laying on the couch, trying to stay awake for Eliora's return. But his eyelids became very heavy, and about 30 minutes later, he did fall
Asleep.
His mind was going through a lot of chaos and confusion. He didn't have nightmares or flashbacks, but dreams filled of a future with...
Maybe now it's time to visit my parents and apologize to them. He thought to himself. The rain began to majorly pick up as he thought about his next few choice. A gun in his pocket and a knife wound that would have ended it anyway.
Tears couldn't disguise themselves as rain behind the mask. He...
Adarian was back at the start. Nothing, and no one to care for him. Which is better than what it could have turned into.
He couldn't, and wouldn't stop thinking of Eliora. Everything about her made him wish they never met, because friends is as far as it would go. But that didn't mean he had...
He didn't rest. He quickly wrote a good bye note and stuck it to the fridge. Adarian had promised he wouldn't leave, but even he couldn't keep a promise. He thought about turning himself in, but that would make it worse.
He got up, and neared her. Pain still not kicking in from his injuries, he hugged her from behind. "Be safe and be careful, Ells. I'll be ok." adarian whispered in her ear. he smiled, ready to ease his body and mind and get back to normal.
"well, i don't want to make matters worse..." he looked at the clock. "It's 2 in the morning, we better get to sleep soon. If there is anything I can do to help your injury, it will speed up time so you could take a shower. I'm fine, dong worry." Adarian spoke very quickly and unclear. He was...
He realized what they were doing and quickly pulled back. "I'm-I'm so sorry..." he looked away, embarassed. A murderer can't develop feelings. It doesn't work like that.
He moved her hand away with an open hand. He felt a new unknown emotion towards her. He looked into her eyes, unable to comprehend his feelings. Unable to control himself, despite their serious injuries, he leaned in until her lips met hers. All he could hope now was that she felt the same way.
Adarian tried to keep from looking, but at this point it was to late. He couldn't stand knowing he hurt her, but he also couldn't stand her being hurt period. "Eliora, you will be ok. Just hang in their." he used a towel that was already used. He wrapped it around her foot and applied a lot of...
He wanted to help. He couldn't live with the thought of hurting her. But he obeyed and sat down. He didn't dare look her way, for her blood was the only he couldn't stand seeing. "Eliora, if you arent ok, I'll kill you." he joked, but no one laughed.