Re: In-person: Teddy/Vic
[He immediately missed the touch of her hand. When she let their hand holding go, Teddy flexed his freed fingers for a moment, then folded them back into the similarity of their earlier embrace, wondering if he could feel the ghost of her touch there. But he couldn't, and so he just crammed his hand down into his pocket, hoping at least to keep the the lingering warmth of her with him for a minute longer.
She was close and far. She was the love beside him and a complete stranger. When she said Pyrenees, he felt that gap widen and with it came the knowledge that if she'd went there, then he'd truly lost her. He didn't want to imagine a school year without her, or days spent doing anything less than thinking of her. But it seemed like he had if he'd been the one to end things. Teddy didn't think that she would lie to him about that, there'd been a part of him that had always known(& feared) that things would have to end one day.
He took a couple of steps closer to the shore, and let the cool water rush up over his feet. He thought back to the CD, wondering if he should say or if it would just be embarassing. He supposed that now, it didn't matter what he'd put on it. But he told her anyway.] I put this one song on by Dashboard Confessional. Its kind of cheesy. [He was quick to admit that in case she was as mature and disinterested as she now appeared.] But there's this part where he says, "My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelery, which ever you prefer." And... I liked it, so I put it on there.