Twin Flames (Riven x OC)

Alex

The walls made everything horribly cold. Staring up at the ceiling as the days passed yet merged all into one was a horrible past time, and it drove me absolutely to the brink of insanity. Ironically enough, the only reason I hadn't fully lost my mind yet was because of the girl in the room next to me.

She kept me company, despite my obvious distaste for her. She knew it too. If I hadn't let my guard down and trusted her, I wouldn't even be here.

It was such a strange thing, to get along with her well and to have conversations that I would find myself having with a friend, whilst also being very well aware of what she'd done and absolutely hating her for it. It was such a strange yet familiar type of love and hate.

Dowling had found out Riven was here. Despite his presence being a ghost the following day, the hoodie that suddenly adorned my skin did not go unnoticed by her. And the horrific pain that followed by the runic limiters tightening was enough for me to give him away.

I hadn't wanted to. I begged myself to not give in, but pain won and I told the truth before I could help it. And all I'd done after was plead that he wasn't involved with whatever was going on, not that I had anything to do with it either, but she wasn't as quick to believe it.

As long as she believed Riven of his innocence, it didn't necessarily matter to me if I was taken for a criminal.

"I wonder if Dowling believes you," her voice was loud, it echoed off the walls and vibrated through my skin. I hadn't seen Riven in two days, and whilst that wasn't necessarily unusual, it left a particular distaste in my mouth, now that he'd seen me here.

Did he lie? Maybe he didn't believe my innocence either. I'd been acting suspicious with Bloom and even Beatrix and I knew that. But I could only hope he'd know me well enough to believe that this was all a set up that I had no involvement in.

I had just wanted answers and Beatrix knew how to get them.

"About what?" I had a feeling I knew though.

"That he's innocent," Riven, there he was, back in my mind on a constant loop that I'd never be able to rid myself of.

"He is innocent," I pulled my legs up against my chest, trembling as my teeth bit around my knuckles. I felt anxious, and I wondered what the hell was going on beyond these walls that me and her shared.

"And so are you. Remind me how that's going?" She was right. Dowling didn't believe me. Why should she believe Riven if he said he wasn't involved? If anything, he looked more suspicious by coming here.

"How does it feel? To know it's your fault if he ends up here too?" Beatrix wanted to rile me up, and it was working. If I hadn't had my magic stripped from me, I knew there'd be fire all around me.

"I hate it," another thing about Beatrix was that it was so simple to be honest with her. Especially now. Who knew how long I was going to be in here for, and she'd been my only company for nearly a week now, it was only natural for me to take her company as what I had.

She was all I had, and so I confessed to her more than I did to many.

It wasn't that I trusted her. Quite the opposite, actually. I wouldn't trust her as far as I could throw, but she was locked away just as I was, and not only was she locked away, but she did know a lot about me and Riven, more than I'd known.

When Bloom had first let slip that I'd been looking at something in regards to twin flames, I'd wanted to be angry. I could've easily screamed at the redhead in front of me, but everything stilled the moment she let free that Beatrix knew exactly what I was talking about. Knew more than anyone, actually, and knew exactly how I could get my answer.