"You've known all along, haven't you, Owen?"
"Known what?"
"That we're all doomed."
Owen paused, and said nothing after looking away. Raven turned, her eyes watering.
"Owen."
Taking a breath in, Owen replied, "If I say yes, will you cry?"
Raven thought for a second, before letting the first droplet fall. "Maybe." She tilted her head into a pained smile. "If you say yes."
"Then no," he said in a bit of a rush. "No, I didn't know this would happen."
"Don't lie to me."
"Rav-"
"Owen, did you, or didn't you see this coming?" She bit out. "Knowing you, you probably saw this scene coming, and you just don't want to admit it-"
"Raven."
Blue, almost purple, eyes glared at him. "Just tell me."
"Yes," he said calmly. "I saw all of this coming."
-
He's a psychic trying to live a normal life, with a huge crush on animal loving, combat-boot wearing, different hair color-wearing, and cheerleading book worm.
Did we mention the world was going to end as he knows it? No?
Poor, poor Owen.
 Ukeire · Fri May 29, 2009 @ 12:38am · 0 Comments |
