They walked through the woods quietly. Lain would glance over at her every once in awhile and find her the same, her eyes down at her feet, watching their path across the deadened leaves. Quiet was around them, the fall upon them and taking sound away slowly as it had the summer. Lain looked around her and saw nothing but trees and leaves. They were far away from the cabin. . .but not away from the thoughts. Lain glanced back over to her right and saw her head still bowed, lost deeply in thought. Lain wanted to do something, say something, anything, but she couldn't find the words and instead thought it better to just continue walking down the forest for the moment.

Lain felt a drop upon her head and looked up, seeing the overcast sky, heavy with grey clouds. Another drop fell on Lain's nose and she looked back down, wondering if it would stop as she continued walking in pace with the girl beside her. Another drop fell on her head, and then another, quickening in little to no time. Within seconds the sky ripped open down the middle and water was pouring upon their heads. Lain grabbed onto her arm and pulled her under the nearest tree that still had ample leaves on it and they sat at its trunk. Lain looked over to her right again and saw that her face hadn't gotten too wet, although her hair was flat to her head. She felt her own hair and noticed that the same was true. Lain's hoody was damp so she took it off, setting it down beside her. Lain pulled her legs in closer to her body and rested her elbows on her bent knees, folding her hands together as she stared at the ground. The leaves took a beating not five feet from them under the downpour. She heard a rustle of leaves beside her and looked over to see the other pulling her knees up to her chest, clutching at them and resting her mouth on her knees. Lain longed to reach out to her but felt an invisible barrier between them, just as real as the sheet of rain creating a barrier between their little ring underneath the tree and the rest of the unaware world. Lain leaned her head back against the tree and closed her eyes, her eyebrows knitting together at the thought of the scene back at the cabin. . .her mother knew nothing about her. She didn't know her morals, her beliefs, and certainly not what she should be doing with herself. But Lain knew her. . .knew her more than her mother ever would, and she knew what she was feeling right now. It tore her heart apart.

Lain glanced back over at her again and saw a single, silent tear sliding down her cheek. She couldn't take it and reached her arm out to her, taking her chin onto her two fingers and lifting her head. Lain turned her face to her own, but couldn't make her eyes meet her own. They held their downward gaze and another tear broke free from her lowered eyelids. Lain brushed the bottom of both tears away with her free hand's fingertips and leaned forward, kissing her at the top of her cheekbones, kissing the tears away. She closed her eyes and scrunched her face in sadness, more tears breaking free. Lain cupped the side of her head with one hand and held her chin up with the other, leaning her forehead against hers and touching the tip of her nose to hers. More tears came free and her chest hitched in a sob. Lain swiftly yet gently moved a hand to the back of her head and the other to her back and pulled her face to just below her collarbone. The flood of tears was let go as quickly as the rain around them had been and Lain closed her eyes, feeling the sobs rip through her heart like an arrow. Lain rested her head on the top of hers and rubbed her back, stroking the back of her hair and rocking the slightest bit. She bestowed small kisses on the top of her head on occasion and let her tears flow onto her own shirt. She could fall and she could hurt, but she would be here for her.