Half of my heart [Gia]

[Gia Elliot]

Gia hadn't realized Craven wasn't paying attention to her when she had objected his compliments and attempted to pave over the awkward moment with the pants. After all, she assumed he would listen. She listened when he spoke the vast majority of the time, and she liked to think that what she said was worth listening to. After all, having no meaningful voice was like being a slave or a servant again, and Gia had, in a way, escaped that by coming here. And yet, the humming sound that came from him made her stop walking and turn to look at him, a slight frown on her face. Realizing it was there, Gia tried to wipe it, and give, instead a blank look, forcing a small smile when he laughed.

He didn't 'catch' that? It wasn't like he had dozens of voices in his head to sort through to hear her. She was the only one around. She shrugged and shook her head as his excuse meandered into the back of her head. Corpses. He was thinking about corpses, not only with her around, but while she was speaking. Again she frowned slightly, but said nothing. His lips, after all, had not moved when she'd heard his voice, and while she was glad his deathly thoughts hadn't translated, she had no idea what had possessed him to think about that.

Gia lifted her eyes to search for any possibly crows around that may have caused the thoughts, but, seeing none (not that she would have noticed if they were in a tree, or simply within connection range for Craven), she glanced back at him, just in time to hear his request for wine. He knew she'd go wherever he wanted her to go, and honestly, it was afternoon, but all the same, it was something to do with Craven that would, perhaps, be less awkward than this had been, and would certainly be out of site of everyone at the school. So she smiled and nodded and started walking slowly again, her own mind wandering ever so slightly.

Until he went somewhere she hadn't even thought about him going. He didn't want to hurt her, but honestly, Gia didn't see how he could. Sure, him running off, telling her he couldn't love her had hurt, but they were together now, and that was in the past. Concern and sympathy filled her heart and face as she watched him, waiting for some sort of explanation for his words. And when they finally did, Gia really couldn't help herself. Craven was asking her about sex. About what it was like for a girl to have sex. And he didn't want her to blush. What else was she supposed to do in a situation like this? It only made the awkward more awkward, and Gia was shocked that it lead to where it did. Their sex life.

Flabbergasted, Gia's mouth flopped a bit like a fish for a while, opening and closing several times before she composed herself, and attempted to make her face stop burning. "Well, I mean, I don't know, Craven. I haven't... I don't... I..." This was not helping the blushing problem at all. Especially not trying to say it outloud. "I haven't exactly tried it, you know. So I don't actually know what it feels like. I guess people say there's bleeding, but for all I know it's just rumors. But, I mean, even if it does... you know... happen... pain fades, right? And eventually it wouldn't hurt, even if it did at first." She had no idea whether she was thinking straight or not, but she didn't want to say any of it out loud. And she refused to address the insensitivity quip about the sex life talk all together, hopping maybe that discussion would go away.

[Craven Grimley]

It took Craven a while to realize that he was being insensitive to his new girlfriend and he gave a wince the second the realization hit him like a lightning bolt. Dear God may that never happen. Then again, he so deserved it right now, cause lets be perfectly honest. He was being mean to Gia, his closest friend, without even realizing it. If he'd known what exactly he was making her feel, he would have ordered one of his loyal subjects to destroy his face. The last thing he'd wanted to do was make her feel lower then him, like a slave or a servant.

Though, she was very much acting like one a whole lot of the time. He just couldn't bring himself to point that out to her. It was very insensitive.
"Gia, I'm so sorry. I was thinking of corpses to make me..."
Craven let out a groan. He couldn't really say what he was planning to say because it would make the awkward moment they had just shared become highly awkward again so for once he stopped to think what would be the most appropriate thing to say to her.

"I was thinking of corpses to make YOU less desirable to me when we're supposed to be walking around in clear view."
He thought that went pretty smoothly with his first attempt at thinking before he spoke and a smirk swept across his face while pride bubbled to life in his chest. She followed him. Like she would have done anything else but to follow him. Craven half pouted at the thought of his poor submissive girlfriend. He bet if he told her to have sex with him right this minute she'd have said yes as well.

Craven walked them to the gates and pulled out his phone to ring a taxi. Good thing he had his ID card on him to show that he'd apparently, JUST turned 21. He could have kissed Robbie for getting the card for him but then again, he could always rely on Robbie, no matter what. He did look like a baby faced 21 if he was dressed the right way. Dark shirt, hair a bit gelled backwards which was the way he was dressed today thank the saints in heavens. The discussion finally turned into what was really bothering him when he again blurted out his concerns to her.

It came so naturally around her. That was what he loved about her. Sure at first she looked like a carp out of the water but then she got over it and he heard her words in his head. It didn't set his mind at ease very much but he gave her a smile, regardless when they reached the gates and he gave her a soft smile. He put his phone to his ear and dialed the taxi.
~I don't ever want to hurt you Gia.~
He screamed in his head allowing for her to hear this particular thought.

[Gia Elliot]

Gia didn't tell him when he gave her those few pangs because they didn't matter so much to her as they did to him, and she knew from experience, to what lengths he might go to beat himself up over the "screw ups" and "failures." Only, he wasn't a screw up, and Gia sometimes wished she was more like him. Willing to say whatever was on her mind with little attention to the possible outcomes they might cause. The problem for her was that, even when someone tried to hide a hurt reaction to her words, she had to hear them complaining, and she really disliked having voices in her head explaining how much people hated her.

She sighed and tried to shrug off the apology, having not responded to his thoughts on the corpse matter at all vocally, but she knew he'd seen her face when she had heard the thoughts, and Gia suddenly added a wish for an ability to hide her emotions to her ever growing list of wishes to make herself better. She shook her head as he paused, clearly thinking about what he was going to say before he actually said it, and Gia wanted to interrupt. 'You don't have to apologize, really. You can think about whatever you want. I'm sorry I judged,' she wanted to say, but he continued before she could even open her mouth.

To make her less desirable certainly returned the blush and Gia couldn't help but look away. She wasn't desirable, but at least Craven was telling white lies. Although, that pressure earlier. The soft pink became bright red and Gia cleared her throat, trying to get those fantasy images to go away for good. As she fought to suppress the images, she followed Craven, not really caring where they ended up so long as she was with him. Finally they subsided as they reached the gates to the school, and she heard his voice at the back of her head, far louder than it really needed to be.

She winced at the volume and smiled at him. "You don't need to yell, Craven. I know you don't want to hurt me, and I don't want to hurt you. Ever." She felt her hand tighten slightly around his, trying to make them closer, though it wasn't a significant change. It didn't matter. They were going to go have their first real date date, and Gia was ecstatic. Eventually the cab arrived, and Gia slipped in, beaming that this was actually happening and grinned at Craven, glancing at the ID. Illegal, but she really didn't care right now.

[Craven Grimley]

The end?!