or 16 for james and eleanor idk you can pick
SEND ME A NUMBER FOR A DRABBLE OF OUR MUSES16 - things you said with no space between us
After what felt like an eternity of tears and SCREAMS ( though it had only been around an hour ), Eleanor was all cried out but that didn’t mean her mind was any less hectic than it was before. Even with James lying beside her and his arms around her frame, she still felt TERRIFIED, unable to stop replaying the events of earlier that night OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
“ James?” Her voice was no louder than a whisper, as if afraid to speak up. “Are you awake?” His wordless reply came a split second later, with his hand reaching for hers and giving it a light squeeze. A sudden sense of SECURITY overtook her immediately, and Eleanor remained silent for a moment, in fear that speaking would make it disappear just as quickly. “ I can’t sleep, I just… I keep thinking about it about HIM.” There was a certain shakiness to her tone that she hoped James wouldn’t notice. She was afraid that maybe admitting that would make him feel bad, as if all his efforts to soothe her were pointless THEY WEREN’T. They meant the world to her, and it was all Eleanor had to keep her sane in that moment.
“ I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before.” Those words came out of nowhere, perhaps even seemed odd to him; but she couldn’t go another minute without saying it. “I wanted to, so many times… But I was afraid he’d find out and h-hurt you, or…” She shook her head lightly, looking away from him and into the darkness that filled the room. “I was afraid you’d see me differently, after finding out I put up with it for so long. And that things wouldn’t be the same for us anymore.” God, she must’ve sounded so ridiculous, so out of place with those pointless confessions.
“Anyway, I just… I wanted to thank you, for letting me stay here, and… for BEING HERE. I don’t think I’ve said that yet, in the middle of all that crying.” She smiled softly.
“So, thank you for everything.”
