Our Veins Are Busy but my Heart's in Atrophy

Darcy walks me toward her house. My eyes dart around. I can feel my heartbeat from my chest. This is strange. I don't usually feel this nervous. Usually it's easier to feel anxious, but right now, I just can't find my way through the emotions swirling inside of me. Everything just feels so different. This is new. The way her fingers brush against mine every few seconds, brushing against my skin. The way I feel when she stares at me. How I feel whenever she smiles at me. The butterflies in my stomach. It all feels really nice. I don't quite know what is making me this way, but whatever it is, I really enjoy it. I'm enjoying it alot, in fact. I can't tell if it was the molly making me high or how I feel about her. I can't say. I just know that whatever it is, I like it very much. I don't feel guilty at all. In fact, I kinda forgot what that was like for awhile, so I feel like I'm back on the good side. Which I haven't felt in months.

I feel like dancing, which I do. I really do. Whenever my feet touch the ground, my body starts jumping around. I guess I should be worried that I'm acting crazy because I don't know what kind of stuff my body is capable of. However, I don't care. I can't really bring myself to care. I'm not sure whether it's because I'll get rid of these feelings after tonight, or whether I'll forget about them after that. Either way, it won't really matter now.

The next moment, I'm on top of a trashcan, drunkenly singing a song I learned from Luna.

"Just a little rush, babe

To feel dizzy, to derail the mind of me

Just a little hush, babe

Our veins are busy but my heart's in atrophy…"

I fall off the trashcan and onto the ground. Ow... I shouldn't have done that. I thought Darcy would change her mind after that stunt, but actually, she picked me up from the ground. I slowly rise to my feet.

"Are you okay?" She chuckles lightly.

I nod. I manage to get up without falling over again, thank goodness. She helps me put my arm around her shoulders as we start walking again.

"I think we better take you back to my room, baby girl. You look like you're about to pass out."

Did she just call me baby girl?

We get up to her room and she lays me down on her bed. She goes away to grab some water for me. When she comes back, she sits on the edge of the bed near me. She places the glass of water on the table beside the bed and I drink some water from it. She takes a seat next to me and puts an arm around my shoulder.

"There you go."

"Thank you."

"Do you need anything else?"

"No, thank you. I think I just need some rest."

I try to stand up, but I stumble a few times. Luckily, she manages to catch me before I could completely fall to the floor. She holds me up while helping me lay down. Once I'm lying down, she lies next to me and puts her arm under my head.

"Sleep well, baby girl." She whispers. Her soft voice brings a smile to my lips.

There she goes again calling me baby girl. I smile slightly despite being extremely tired.

"Okay." I answer with a sleepy whisper.

I turn my head slightly toward her. She's staring right back at me, smiling softly at me. Then I feel something unexpected. I feel something that isn't there when we first met. I still couldn' t quite put my finger on it, but I knew I wanted it to remain. That something has always been there, but I couldn' t quite place it. Suddenly, she turns away her gaze and moves slightly closer to me.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"I just want to be close to you."

She says looking straight into my eyes. I can' t help but let a small blush appear on my face. I try to move a little away from her, however, she just tightens her grip around my waist and pulls me closer to her again. Her head falls onto my chest and I hear her breathe deeply in response. I stare at her face in silence. She looks even softer now in this position. There she is again. She never fails to surprise me, but I can't find it in me to stop her from doing such stupid acts. Besides, this is one of those rare moments where she lets me see her like this, completely relaxed. And that' s all that matters. I reach my hand to gently stroke her hair, and she closes her eyes. 

This is the most peaceful moment I've ever had with her, yet I wish I could freeze time and live in this moment forever. I sigh quietly while caressing her hair.

"Thank you." I finally say.

Her eyes shoot open and she lifts her head from my chest. We both stare at each other for a couple of seconds before she slowly raises herself up so she's sitting cross legged beside me.

"For what?" She asks softly.

"For everything." I respond.

She lowers her head.

"Don't get too sappy." She mutters in a quiet tone as she blushes slightly.

"But I'm serious. I've always appreciated you. Even though you don't show it, you make people happy. You're a really great person to hang out with, and I'm glad I got to meet you."

"Well..." She hesitates for a second. "You know that I love hanging out with you, so no problem."

"Yeah, yeah." I reply as I roll my eyes playfully.

I lean over to kiss the tip of her nose. After pulling away, I sit up to stretch my arms above my head.

"What are you doing?" She smirks. "Don't stretch your arms that far."

"I wanna stretch my arms." I pout.

I continue stretching until my arms are completely extended up behind me.

"That's enough stretching." She teases.

"Come on, give me a hug."

"Fine. But only one."

She climbs across the bed to climb between my legs. As she settles herself between my legs, our faces almost touch. She leans forward so her lips brush against mine briefly.

"Can I kiss you?"

She looks up to me with a hopeful expression. I'm surprised at what she is asking.

"You want to kiss me? Really?" I whisper back.

She nods.

"Yeah. Why not?" 

I hesitate for a moment, thinking about how weird this is, then I lean forward to give her a small peck on the lips.

"Happy?" I tease.

"No." She smirks. "I want a real kiss."

She grabs ahold of my face, bringing it down to hers. I pull away slightly to look at her. Her eyes are closed and she is breathing heavily. I watch her closely for signs of any signs of pain or discomfort. I decide to push her up onto my lap so I don't have to worry about holding her up anymore. Her back presses against the wall and her hands are resting on my shoulders. My eyes travel down to her lips. They seem so inviting. A wave of heat rushes through my entire body as a wave of butterflies begins flapping around my stomach. Without warning, she kisses me harder than before. My arms wrap themselves tightly around her body as her hand travels up to hold my face in one of her hands. Our mouths move passionately together. My mind is racing, and my thoughts are going in complete circles. It feels as if my heart is beating out of my chest. Suddenly she breaks free from me and looks up at me. We're both panting, staring at one another's faces.

"I'm sorry, darling." She says, wiping a drop of sweat off my forehead.

I smile.

"It's fine."

"Let's do that again sometime soon." She smiles.

"Sure."

We kiss again and this time, I try harder not to lose myself. I'm definitely not feeling as nervous as earlier. This time, it feels different somehow. Like it's more intimate. We stay like this for a couple minutes longer, until I begin getting dizzy. We quickly break apart, and I lie back down on her bed. She lies back on her side with her arm around me as we look at one another.

"Are you comfortable?"

I nod.

"Goodnight, baby girl." She says with a gentle smile.

"Night." I yawn.

She wraps her arms around me while I'm drifting to sleep. For a while there, nothing seems to exist outside. Just her. Me. The two of us together. Everything else doesn't matter. It's just the two of us in the whole world. I don't care about the rest.