Drusilla supposed that sneaking out of her home wasn't actually a way to stay on the righteous path, but she felt like he was there with her. In her dreams and outside, she could have sworn she had seen him before and she just had to get away from him. Just for a moment at least.
William was so different from him and everyone, who else could she have turned to?
So she sneakily walked up to him, a faint smile on her lips as she reached him. "Hello. Thank you again."
"Oh, it's quite all right. Not like I had much else going on." He laughed somewhat sheepishly and walked beside her, hands in his pockets and trying to be casual. They didn't live that far apart, he'd known her for a long time, watched her walk to school a few times before following behind her. Not in a stalker way! He just didn't want to intimidate her.
Or accidentally look like a creeper.
He looked on and tried his best not to fall into her smile. "I am mostly concern for you."
"Concerned?" Drusilla supposed that only made sense, all things considered, but it still made her fret. She hadn't wanted him to worry on her account, she hadn't wanted to make him feel responsible. But she was scared and she had to tell someone. Someone who might stand a chance at understanding her. "You needn't be. I fear it might be mostly in my own head. So many things are."
She did't want to frighten others with what she saw in her head. But still, she turned her head to see if she could spy Liam's face somewhere, or if he really just followed her in her entirely too vivid imagination.
"It's okay, I am happy to listen to whatever it might be. I do so enjoy speaking with you." He didn't mind if Drusilla was a bit off, he had been warned about her before by people and it never deterred him. What made her different was what made her unique. And William adored that, he found how she thought and spoke simply fascinating.
"Can I help in any way at all? I don't like to see you so ... in your own head."
"You are only the second one to ever say they like speaking to me." She wondered whether Liam and William had anything else in common. Drusilla turned her head to look at him, studying what she could see. Probably more than most, as that tended to be the case. "I feel like there is a war waging inside me. Have you ever felt that way?"
"A little. Sometimes." Mostly between who he had to be for his mother and who he wanted to be. He wanted so much more but how could he ever find it? He didn't know. He was afraid he would never be more than he is now - a lowly loser, not fit for anything of use.
"I understand intense emotion." He only had them. "It's ... it's all consuming, isn't it?"
"It's burning up my soul. There will be nothing but ash left in the end." Drusilla smiled at her own choice of words, some self-awareness causing her to shake his head and reach for William's arm, just to touch it for a moment. "Don't take me so seriously. Sometimes I talk nonsense."
She pulled her hand back and glanced behind herself. All in her head. "But you will be a great man. That's not nonsense."
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I just like to walk near you. You stand out in the world.
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But it's lovely of you to say so.
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I'm sorry. I'm being too forward.
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Oh dear.
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Yet you are sweet. It's rare. You are like a knight.
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I do so wish it. I'm glad that you see something in me.
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I'm afraid I've turned to darkness.
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You're glowing! Bright. Warm. Effulgent.
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I'll try. Let me know when you are here.
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I'll wait.
He didn't want to get too close and provoke anyone but he did wait outside, peering over the wall.
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William was so different from him and everyone, who else could she have turned to?
So she sneakily walked up to him, a faint smile on her lips as she reached him. "Hello. Thank you again."
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Or accidentally look like a creeper.
He looked on and tried his best not to fall into her smile. "I am mostly concern for you."
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She did't want to frighten others with what she saw in her head. But still, she turned her head to see if she could spy Liam's face somewhere, or if he really just followed her in her entirely too vivid imagination.
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"Can I help in any way at all? I don't like to see you so ... in your own head."
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"I understand intense emotion." He only had them. "It's ... it's all consuming, isn't it?"
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She pulled her hand back and glanced behind herself. All in her head. "But you will be a great man. That's not nonsense."