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"She Made Me Realize"
Author: Jordan (insane_pyro_grl)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, no money made.
Summary: In the blink of an eye, with a simple confession, I figured out how I felt about him.
POV: Ville Hermanni Valo
Pairings: Vam (mentionings) Bam/ Missy (implied)
Notes: New chaptered story coming from me soon. (Not what you think either)
“She Made Me Realize”
I remember the day she came up to me, asked a simple favor, and turned my life upside down; just by telling me one simple thing.
*
She walked into the kitchen and headed over to the fridge, opening it and taking out a bottle of water before turning to me.
“Hey Ville, do you think I can talk to you about something?”
“Of course sweetheart, take a seat.” I replied as I poked at the salad April had made for me.
She sat down across from me and unscrewed the cap off her water, taking a sip before continuing, “You consider me a friend, right?”
I was taken aback by her boldness, “Yeah, of course I do.”
“Well, friends can tell each other everything, right?”
I nodded in response as I stabbed a tomato and put it in my mouth.
“Promise you won’t tell anyone what I’m about to say?”
I smiled, “You have me as your confidant; I’ll take your information to my grave, and even beyond that.”
Her smile at that moment reminded me of the Cheshire Cat in ‘Alice in Wonderland.’ Her head whipped around to see if anyone was coming towards the kitchen before taking a deep breath and beginning, “I think I’m in love with him.”
“Wait, in love with whom?” I asked, confused.
“Bam,” She replied simply.
I felt my heart sink into my stomach, she loved him.
She waved her hand in front of my face, trying to get my attention, “Earth to Ville Valo, Earth to Ville Valo.”
I shook my head slightly, “Sorry about that Missy, now what were you saying again?”
“I said that I’m in love with Bam, and that I need you not to tell anyone.”
I nodded my head, not paying attention to her one hundred percent. I was too focused on how much in those few seconds I had come to hate her. Never had I hated her before, we were actually quite good friends whenever I came to West Chester to visit; but now I despised her.
She must’ve picked up on this, “You don’t love him, do you?”
“No, of course not; I’m just a bit shocked is all.”
“Oh, okay.” She began to get off her seat as she took the water bottle with her as she left the kitchen, the Cheshire-like grin still implanted on her face.
I wanted to smack that grin off her face as I realized how I felt; I love him. I always had, and probably always will, but the thought of her made my heart shatter, splinters of my broken heart stabbing my soul repeatedly. I thought about how when she was around, he smiled a little more, laughed harder, he was genuinely more happy when she was around. My fork dropped from my hand and clattered to the plate, a shrill noise breaking the silence. He loved her.
I rose from my seat and headed towards the living room, deciding to relax, take my mind off of my revelations. So much for that brilliant idea; there he was, sitting on the couch, watching some old woman cook something on the Food Network. Why he watches that channel for hours on end, I still don’t get. I sat on the opposite end of the couch from him, as he noticed my presence.
“So did you enjoy the salad Ape made you?”
I nodded, keeping silent; I didn’t want anything I would regret flying out of my mouth at top speed.
“You okay?” He asked.
Another nod of the head as a reply.
“Could you do me a favor?” He wondered.
I actually looked at him this time, “Could you get me a bottle of water from the fridge, please? I’m really into this show.”
I cocked my right eyebrow up, “Pleeeaseee, I love youuu!” He pleaded with me.
“You’re only saying that because you want a favor.” I clasped my hand over my mouth after saying it.
“You’re kidding me, right?” Sincere sapphires searched me for an answer before continuing, “You know I love you, you’re like another brother to me.” He said, staring me in the eyes the entire time, trying to read me.
‘Like another brother,’ the words stung my heart and soul. I got up slowly from the couch, trying to figure out what to reply to that as I left him.
“I hope you and her are happy together.” I said defiantly as I left him sitting there, leaving his home forever; my heart and soul sitting on his couch, shattered.
Author: Jordan (insane_pyro_grl)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, no money made.
Summary: In the blink of an eye, with a simple confession, I figured out how I felt about him.
POV: Ville Hermanni Valo
Pairings: Vam (mentionings) Bam/ Missy (implied)
Notes: New chaptered story coming from me soon. (Not what you think either)
“She Made Me Realize”
I remember the day she came up to me, asked a simple favor, and turned my life upside down; just by telling me one simple thing.
*
She walked into the kitchen and headed over to the fridge, opening it and taking out a bottle of water before turning to me.
“Hey Ville, do you think I can talk to you about something?”
“Of course sweetheart, take a seat.” I replied as I poked at the salad April had made for me.
She sat down across from me and unscrewed the cap off her water, taking a sip before continuing, “You consider me a friend, right?”
I was taken aback by her boldness, “Yeah, of course I do.”
“Well, friends can tell each other everything, right?”
I nodded in response as I stabbed a tomato and put it in my mouth.
“Promise you won’t tell anyone what I’m about to say?”
I smiled, “You have me as your confidant; I’ll take your information to my grave, and even beyond that.”
Her smile at that moment reminded me of the Cheshire Cat in ‘Alice in Wonderland.’ Her head whipped around to see if anyone was coming towards the kitchen before taking a deep breath and beginning, “I think I’m in love with him.”
“Wait, in love with whom?” I asked, confused.
“Bam,” She replied simply.
I felt my heart sink into my stomach, she loved him.
She waved her hand in front of my face, trying to get my attention, “Earth to Ville Valo, Earth to Ville Valo.”
I shook my head slightly, “Sorry about that Missy, now what were you saying again?”
“I said that I’m in love with Bam, and that I need you not to tell anyone.”
I nodded my head, not paying attention to her one hundred percent. I was too focused on how much in those few seconds I had come to hate her. Never had I hated her before, we were actually quite good friends whenever I came to West Chester to visit; but now I despised her.
She must’ve picked up on this, “You don’t love him, do you?”
“No, of course not; I’m just a bit shocked is all.”
“Oh, okay.” She began to get off her seat as she took the water bottle with her as she left the kitchen, the Cheshire-like grin still implanted on her face.
I wanted to smack that grin off her face as I realized how I felt; I love him. I always had, and probably always will, but the thought of her made my heart shatter, splinters of my broken heart stabbing my soul repeatedly. I thought about how when she was around, he smiled a little more, laughed harder, he was genuinely more happy when she was around. My fork dropped from my hand and clattered to the plate, a shrill noise breaking the silence. He loved her.
I rose from my seat and headed towards the living room, deciding to relax, take my mind off of my revelations. So much for that brilliant idea; there he was, sitting on the couch, watching some old woman cook something on the Food Network. Why he watches that channel for hours on end, I still don’t get. I sat on the opposite end of the couch from him, as he noticed my presence.
“So did you enjoy the salad Ape made you?”
I nodded, keeping silent; I didn’t want anything I would regret flying out of my mouth at top speed.
“You okay?” He asked.
Another nod of the head as a reply.
“Could you do me a favor?” He wondered.
I actually looked at him this time, “Could you get me a bottle of water from the fridge, please? I’m really into this show.”
I cocked my right eyebrow up, “Pleeeaseee, I love youuu!” He pleaded with me.
“You’re only saying that because you want a favor.” I clasped my hand over my mouth after saying it.
“You’re kidding me, right?” Sincere sapphires searched me for an answer before continuing, “You know I love you, you’re like another brother to me.” He said, staring me in the eyes the entire time, trying to read me.
‘Like another brother,’ the words stung my heart and soul. I got up slowly from the couch, trying to figure out what to reply to that as I left him.
“I hope you and her are happy together.” I said defiantly as I left him sitting there, leaving his home forever; my heart and soul sitting on his couch, shattered.