(Inspired by drip drip drip fall by ewy)

You and Elliot had been together for years now. You’d always have loved him and he always claimed to love you back. Perhaps he did once— but recently he’d been seeming more and more distant— and a hell of a lot more spiteful.

You were always the over-achiever between you and him— you were always ‘mister perfect’, and despite him being just as smart…. And in your opinion, even more handsome than you, he always seemed to vanish in the background, always being overshadowed by you while you basked in the light.

Now, you two were in bed together, on your respective sides of your bed, using separate blankets. All you wanted to do was snuggle up to him, but you didn’t know if he’d let you. He hadn’t let you do so in a long while.

Meanwhile, all Elliot could think about is how your head would look on a wall, thinking if the blood would just…. Drip drip drip and fall. He was thinking about how he would continue to live and talk just to spite everyone.

But you didn’t know any of that.

You just thought he was mad at you for something and didn’t know how to address it.