*sigh* even with the extended time, I found it hard to finish this. i apologize in advance for what is not my greatest work. but it's something.

i've used my Justin Bailey, and Weasel Overlord's Evri San.

Guidelines
2. A character (loved or lover) is a figment of the other's imagination or a similar apparation.


Groggily, I opened my eyes. Rubbing my palm over my forehead, I looked around. Once again, as with all of the other days, I had awoken upon a couch. Not that this was bad or anything, but the fact that it was this specific couch in this specific home that bugged me. And things usually didn’t bug me.

It was then that Evri walked into the room.

I don’t know how long I had been living with Evri. No, we aren’t together… I don’t think… But the things are odd. I can’t really remember NOT living with Evri. Her, her habits, everything, I felt like I had endured me entire life. I was used to it, and not used to it. Evri was one of my only friends. I’m sure she regarded me as more than. But I couldn’t feel the same way back… things fascinated me too much…

I watched as Evri began to turn toward a window. I jumped up, and went to close the blinds.

“Evri, can you start on breakfast? I’m starving.” I said, quickly, rubbing my stomach. “I’m a big guy and I need a lot of food!” I looked down to Evri, and she looked up to me. She smiled. I was taken aback. I always was. Evri never smiled. Yet she would smile at me. Again, it was confusing, how I would know what thing, and know another, and the two made little sense together. While I stood in confusion, Evri left to the kitchen. I sighed, and turned toward the window. I was fascinated with clouds, I loved them, especially thunderstorms. The more destructive, the better. Evri, however, was deathly afraid of the faintest hint of fog.

We were quite the odd couple.

I went and sat down at the kitchen table, and saw food in front of me. I looked up to smile at Evri, who gave another (creepy) smile back. I looked down to my plate again, and the food was gone. I felt full. Did I just eat?

“I saw it last night.” I looked up to Evri. “That griffin came to me while I was in bed again.” If there was one thing that DID make sense about Evri, it was that she always seemed to meet with these mystical and mythical creatures. I don’t know how, or exactly when, she did it, but that was something I knew as a constant about Evri. Not that I believed it… But it made her happy. Evri seemed like she had longed for someone to talk to about these experiences of hers, and I guess she enjoyed talking to me about it. Maybe that’s why she smiled at me. I listened when others wouldn’t.

“Let’s go for a walk.”

And that’s how my life was. I’d wake up with Evri. We’d go outside. I always had to bring a large umbrella with me, to block away any clouds Evri might see. Sometimes the walk would go well. By well, I mean that Evri would stop by pedestrians, and try to convince them of the creatures she had meant the night before. She’d then mention me, and how I believed her. If anything, mentioning me seemed to be the icing on the cake; people Evri talked to, for some reason, didn’t want to believe I was standing next to her. Maybe they disliked her so much that they couldn’t stand the idea of anyone tolerating her. That was wrong.

Sometimes the walk would go badly. By badly, I mean that she noticed clouds. Maybe a drop of rain would fall. Or a slight cackle of thunder would go softly through the air. Or, 10 miles in the distance, a wisp of nimbus clouds would trail the sky. Evri would FREAK OUT. I mean FREAK. I had to run with her, and cover her with the umbrella, back to her flat, where she would run to her room and lock the door. This always worried me, for she sounded like she had trouble breathing. I was afraid she would get hurt. One day, when she had one of her worst episodes, I began to feel woozy too. Things began to spin and fade around me, but then I awoke the next morning, on the couch.

This was my life, day in and day out.

Again, I awoke. Evri walked in, and smiled. I had made sure to close the blinds on the window ahead of time. It was enough, though. I knew Evri felt strongly toward me. If I made a stand, therefore, maybe I could convince her otherwise?

“Evri? We need to talk.” She returned from the kitchen, and looked up into me, giving a piercing look of seeing into me. I wanted to step back, but didn’t. “I… I can’t live like this. I need to see the world! I need to see the storms! Gah.. I don’t know what’s with my life… It’s like, whenever I start to wonder about things, time just passes by. It’s like, whenever I try to do something on my own, it’s over and done with. It’s like, all I’m here for is a comforter, for you! It’s like…” it was then that I noticed Evri had tears falling from her eyes. I had let loose an outburst that I shouldn’t have. I immediately went to wipe away a tear, but my finger passed right through the tears. I blinked, and looked at my hand. It was becoming transparent.

“You were the only one… who ever believed me.” She said, looking up to me. “I love you… why can’t you feel the same?”

“Evri… what’s going on?” I felt light headed. I fell to my knees. I felt Evri put her hands on my head, and lean me up against her.

“You were real, too. But you can’t be now.” Nothing made sense... I fell onto the ground, and began to have trouble breathing... I could see the griffin, and a dragon, and other animals approaching me, before I finally faded out.