forum One on One - Romance - So very cliche because I need it right now

Started December 03, 2018 by @Every_Fandom_Ever_

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She stood there for another minute or two until she finally felt it drain from her system, like a huge weight had been lifted off her. She pulled back to look at him. "I'm sorry about all that, it happens sometimes."

(I'm soooorrryyyy mental issues and jazz)

It surprised him when she pulled back, but he let her. He took a good look at her. Seems to be normal. "I, uh. Explanation, maybe? Or not, I'm cool. I'm fine. I just. I whoa."

(It's all good!)
And right on cue, the light-headedness that came with the withdrawal swept over her and she stepped back into his arms, dropping her head on his shoulder. "Can we just…not for a minute?"

Her falling caught him off guard, but he caught her quickly. "I, uh, yeah." He just stood there holding her for a minute before adding, "Do you want me to carry you to the couch?"

"Please, I think I'm about to fall over." She muttered weakly. She hated when this happened, why did it have to happen today?

"Alright." He picked her up gently, making sure her arms were wrapped around his neck as he carried her bridal style to the couch. This worried him. It was sudden, almost like… He wasn't even sure what it was like. He gently put her down on the couch. "I, uh, do you need a blanket? Water? Umm, pillow?" He started to list off random things unsure of what to do to help.

She smiled weakly. Even when he could've been seriously hurt, he still cared about her. "Just a glass of water, please. Other than that, I just need some time."

He nodded a few times, hearing her words but still in a little bit of shock. It took a few seconds for it to register before he walked to the kitchen to fill up a glass. I don't understand…

She covered her face with her hands, groaning softly. She hated this so much and of course, it had to happen the one day she had someone over before she got the chance to explain that this could happen.

(sorry)
He was too busy thinking to realize the cup had begun to overflow until the water was flowing onto his skin. Crap. He turned off the water and poured some out before cleaning up. After making sure there was no more water puddles, he walked back to Ivy, cup in hand. "Here ya go."

She took it from him, sipping slowly. "Thanks." She couldn't even look at him, she felt too embarrassed. How could she explain what had just happened without sounding absolutely insane?

He sat beside her and looked at her. He could see her refusing to meet his eyes. "Hey," he tapped her nose with his finger. "It's gonna be okay. I promise, I'm not scared. Just… Confused. Yeah. Confused."

She glanced up at him, a slight smile tugging at her lips. "Well that's a relief. But that doesn't mean it's not going to be impossible to explain." Her smile faded and her eyes dropped. How was she going to explain this?

(sorry once again )

He looked to the ground for a few moments, silence filling the air. Of course he wanted to know what had just happened, but he wasn't going to force her to do anything. "You. You don't have to tell me right now."

"Are you sure?" She glanced at him, still nervous. "I know you want an explanation, it's just…hard to describe."

"Well…" He thought for a second, looking away. "I mean, yeah. I want to know so I can help, but don't worry. I won't press you for information. It seems like something that'd be hard to describe."

"Please don't be scared of me." Her voice was small and nervous. "I won't hurt you, it just happens sometimes."

"I won't." Jackson leaned over and kissed her forehead. "I won't," he repeated. "I believe you."

She let out a small breath of relief. At least one person believed that she wasn't a monster when she was like that.

"Are… Are you okay though?" He looked to her. "Is it, like, hurting you?" He could care less if we was the one who wound up hurt, but he wouldn't be able to handle it if sue was hurting.

(Sorry!! I've been at my choir concert!)
She hesitated. Oh it hurt alright. It hurt like hell. But she didn't want to tell him that. Who knows how he might react? So she didn't, she just stayed silent.

(Absolutely no worries! How'd it go?)

The silence answered his question. Dang it, Ivy. How could you be in pain and I'm not able to do anything? He let the silence drift between them for a few minutes. "Does it hurt a lot?" He asked quietly.

(It went great!)
Once again, no answer. Better to not say anything at all than see what would happen if she did.

(Awesome! I like to sing, but I can't. I can screech though. Which is only useful if you're a pterodactyl, and unfortunately, I am not one)
Once again, the silence confirmed his thoughts. His heart broke a little knowing that that whole thing, she was in pain. And he hadn't done anything but stand there in shock. His entire world felt like the pieces were being held together with a small strip of scotch tape. "I-" he stopped himself and just let the silence come. He wasn't sure what to say.

"I'm sorry." It was so quiet, she nearly didn't hear it herself. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to drag you into this, it's all my fault."