But you gave me a reason [A reason to face the truth]
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[Locked from Elle]
And baby I, I've tried to forget you
But the light of your eyes still shine
You shine like an angel
A spirit that won't let me go
It’s been months since he’s had a dream about Jess. It’s been weeks since he’s had a nightmare of her death so he doesn’t understand why now, with Elle curled up against him, his nights are haunted by Jess. Sometimes she’s just watching him, dressed all in white, a ghost of a smile on her face. Sometimes it is that night all over again; Jess pinned to the ceiling, baptized with blood and haloed with fire.
He is lying to himself when he swears he doesn’t know why now. He knows exactly why now and it won’t let him sleep. There was never a reason for Jess to haunt him before now. Sure he’d gone on a date with Sarah. He’d even liked Sarah. A lot. He’d slept with Madison and she could have been something special but there was never time for that to turn into this. It is far more than just the sex. It is the way Elle wears his shirt to bed and the way she curls up next to him. It is the way she makes him laugh and the way she fits with them. More than anything, it is the way he catches her looking at him sometimes and the way he knows he looks at her.
Sam is falling in love with Elle and he’s drowning in guilt over it. Jess died because of him and he feels like he owes her an entire life of fidelity now. He won’t admit that, even now but he’d made a promise to Jess the day he started looking for rings and now he feels like he’s breaking it. The guilt is doubled because Sam wouldn’t change what’s happening even if he could. It is a triple heaping of guilt because Elle doesn’t know about Jess. Elle doesn’t realize that a part of him will always love Jess. It is just a different part than the one Elle owns. Jess has a man that doesn’t exist anymore while Elle has the man he is, and the man he will become.
It bothers him though, drives him from bed at night sometimes. He worries because she’s always in white. He can’t hunt Jess and he‘s not even sure he could salt and burn her. He pushes the thought away, holds Elle a little tighter and when she looks up at him with a question in her eyes he just shakes his head and kisses her forehead with a whispered ‘Go back to sleep’.
[Locked from Elle]
And baby I, I've tried to forget you
But the light of your eyes still shine
You shine like an angel
A spirit that won't let me go
It’s been months since he’s had a dream about Jess. It’s been weeks since he’s had a nightmare of her death so he doesn’t understand why now, with Elle curled up against him, his nights are haunted by Jess. Sometimes she’s just watching him, dressed all in white, a ghost of a smile on her face. Sometimes it is that night all over again; Jess pinned to the ceiling, baptized with blood and haloed with fire.
He is lying to himself when he swears he doesn’t know why now. He knows exactly why now and it won’t let him sleep. There was never a reason for Jess to haunt him before now. Sure he’d gone on a date with Sarah. He’d even liked Sarah. A lot. He’d slept with Madison and she could have been something special but there was never time for that to turn into this. It is far more than just the sex. It is the way Elle wears his shirt to bed and the way she curls up next to him. It is the way she makes him laugh and the way she fits with them. More than anything, it is the way he catches her looking at him sometimes and the way he knows he looks at her.
Sam is falling in love with Elle and he’s drowning in guilt over it. Jess died because of him and he feels like he owes her an entire life of fidelity now. He won’t admit that, even now but he’d made a promise to Jess the day he started looking for rings and now he feels like he’s breaking it. The guilt is doubled because Sam wouldn’t change what’s happening even if he could. It is a triple heaping of guilt because Elle doesn’t know about Jess. Elle doesn’t realize that a part of him will always love Jess. It is just a different part than the one Elle owns. Jess has a man that doesn’t exist anymore while Elle has the man he is, and the man he will become.
It bothers him though, drives him from bed at night sometimes. He worries because she’s always in white. He can’t hunt Jess and he‘s not even sure he could salt and burn her. He pushes the thought away, holds Elle a little tighter and when she looks up at him with a question in her eyes he just shakes his head and kisses her forehead with a whispered ‘Go back to sleep’.