First Cirque Du Freak fic! Darren/Evra needs more love :3 & the setting is right after the end of Tunnels Of Blood
"Ow! That hurts!" The Snake Boy hissed at me, and swatted my hand away, as I was trying bandage one of his wounds. He turned his back to me, and scooted towards the end of the bed.
"Evra, I'm sorry, I didn't mean too."
Evra's been shaken up ever since he got back from the city. He has been a nervous reck and freaks out when anyone touches him. Mr. Tall says that if Evra is still the same by the end of the week he won't let Evra perform. God, is this all my fault? I'm the one who got us mixed up in Mr. Crepsley's business. I got him seriously injured, and almost killed. I also lied about killing Debbi. I caused Evra to become like this, what kind of friend am I? He must hate me right now. I'm such an idiot. Every night I heard him cry in his sleep, how can any friend live with the guilt that they did that to him?
I shook the thoughts out of my head, and looked back at Evra. His scales had become terribly jagged and ripped, like when a fisherman descales a fish. I partly bandaged one arm, and I need to finish bandaging it, but it looks like Evra doesn't want me too. I scooted closer to him.
"Evra...? I have to finish bandaging your arm." He looked at me with glass eyes, and shook his head. I moved even closer to him, and looked right into his eyes, he looked like a small defenseless child. I bit my lip, and looked away so he wouldn't see me close to tears. I have got to be the crappiest friend in the entire world. I turned back and looked at him again.
"Evra...please" it took him a while but he slowly nodded and faced me so that I could finish bandaging his arm. "Thank you." I told him. I made sure to be as gentle as possible so I wouldn't hurt him, again. Suddenly I heard a mumble come from Evra, although I couldn't hear what he said. I leaned closer, so that I was almost inches away from his face. "What did you say?" I asked. Evra shook his head.
"Evra what's wrong? Did I hurt you again?"
"...No, it's j-just..."
"Back there, w-when, when you made the deal to e-exchange D-Debbie for me..."
"What about it Evra?"
"Would I what?"
"If Debbie would have actually d-died that night, would you still c-choose me?"
I froze. Evra quickly jerked in the other direction, obviously ashamed of the question. But would I have chosen him? Would I have chosen Debbie? I stood up. I didn't know. I walked over to Evra and sat in front of him so he could see me. I knelt down in front of him, and slowly took one of his hands. I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say.
"Darren, Cormac Limbs needs your help pitching one of the tents!" Mr. Crepsley yelled from outside our tent.
"Be right there!" I replied. I started to get up, but then I looked back at Evra. "I'll be back soon, okay?" I told him and ran out of the tent. But his question was still burned into my mind. Would I have chosen Evra?
I watched him leave. As soon as I could no longer hear his voice, I flopped onto the bed. "Why did I ask him that? I'm so stupid, of course he would have choose Debbi, even I would choose her over me. She's a normal girl, with friends and a family, and I-'m, I'm a snake-boy in a traveling circus." I said to myself. I felt a single tear run down my face.
But back there, when I didn't know Debbie would actually be saved, I was, almost, happy. Darren treasured me more than Debbie. At first I couldn't believe him, and I didn't know what to do, but when he left, and I was alone, I realized that he was willing to give up his first love, for me. Or so I thought, I thought I would be happy when Darren told me she was alive, but I had a nagging feeling at the back of my mind. A feeling that wished Debbi had actually died. I hated myself whenever I thought of it.
I've always liked Darren, more than he would ever know, but I could never tell him. Especially not now.
I covered my face with a pillow, and suddenly felt a sharp pain, I bit my lip. I looked down and one of my jagged scales on my leg got caught on the bed and was ripped off. I picked it up and looked at it, there was a tiny bit of blood on it. I flicked it onto the ground, where all the other dead scales were. I pulled one of my knees to chest and rested mt head on it, I closed my eyes, trying to find some peace. Then the tent door opened making me jump and fall off the bed, but I was caught before I hit the ground.
"Evra? Are you okay?" Darren asked me, holding me in an awkward position. My eyes were completely wide, I quickly scrambled out of his grasp and back onto the bed. I hid my face in the pillow so he wouldn't see the blush on my face.
After a minute or two I looked back up at him. He was sitting on the other side of the tent, he met my gaze, but I quickly turned away. I heard him sigh. He must think I am completely pathetic. I slowly sat up and averted his eyes, I didn't want to look into those eyes. Every time I do it's like he's looking into my soul, it's almost scary, yet calming at the same time, I can't explain it with just words. I heard him get up. He mumbled something I couldn't understand. Then I felt his arms around me. I froze, I couldn't move.
"Evra, I'm so, just so g-glad your alive, I'm glad your here with me. Your my best friend, and I promise I'll never let you get hurt again." Darren quickly said. I tried to move but he wouldn't let me go. He just stood there and held me, and for the first time in a week, I smiled.
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