~Mari~

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Mari steps out of the tent, too absorbed in her own thoughts to realize what's happenign around her. 

She's completely, utterly, consumed by the mundane-anything deeper seems lost in her. 

Maybe its for the best but maybe not. 

She doesn't know. She really, really doesn't know. 

But she doesn't want to think too deep. 

Wants to think safe, safe thoughts. 

That way maybe the darkness will retreat for just a little while.

She's shaken out of them when something happens. 

Yellow? 

"Xavier," she scolds. 

But she's barely able to keep the laughter out of her voice so its ruined anyway. 

"What?" he asks inncocently. 

"You know perfectly well what-hey!" 

She's caught off gaurd when Xavier throws more flower petals at her.

Some get in her hair but for some reason she doesn't mind. 

She scoops some of the ground and throws them back at him. 

Soon they're both laughing like a couple of idiots, but all Mari can honestly think is this is the first time in a long time she's felt happy. 

Who would have guessed? 

Maybe it was possible to be happy after all.

She can't help but wonder, though, wonder if it will truly last...

No. 

Don't go there. 

But she already has. 

And her mood has become tinged with something dark again. 

Just like that. 

Up and down. 

High and low. 

Impossible and unpredictable.

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