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It's A Mistake

OCTOBER

Dazed, I stared at the window while tending to His Majesty's constitution and of course, if you are to work in a dazed manner- it likely means you are to make mistake.

And that is what exactly I have done.

"Oh Jesus Christ."

For me to call out Jesus, when I'm an atheist- you could clearly tell how big of a cri- mistake I did.

"I apologize, I didn't mean to-"

Rough hands grabbed my cheek, and for once, I can't believe that I actually thought that I deserved to be treated like this.

"Ehm Shorry." I said, tears appearing at the corner of my eyes as I trembled under the gaze of His Majesty who is glaring at me with tired eyes.

Instead of him releasing his grip on me, he tightened his hold on my cheek- his gaze a blazing color whilst he glares at me from his bed.

"PILISH! PILISH!" I held up my hand to scratch at His Majesty's hands that is slowly breaking my jaw.

I cried- I can't believe he would be this petty!

"PAK YO!" Without thinking, I took the pin on my hair and stabbed His Majesty's arm, dropping down to the ground as soon as his grip loosens.

I sobbed as everything processed through my mind, my jaw ached and probably my elbow was bruised from the impact of it landing towards the edge of the bed frame. I tried to move my elbow only for me to whimper in pain, realizing that it's not just bruised, it's broken.

I'm going to die.

With that thought, I hurriedly crawled away from the wounded man in the bed. Once I reached the door, I grabbed the door knob, opened it and left the area- and as I went outside, I saw His Majesty licking the blood off his hands as he stared at me.

Psycho.

I ran away from the area, and did my very best to sprint as fast as I could.

Did I deserve this? Probably, yes-

Should I have been more careful knowing that His Majesty has a temper? Yes, I should have.

Did he have to go that far? FUCKING NO!

Tears streamed down my face, as my steps slowed down- the weight of the burden I have to carry these past few weeks made it hard for me to focus that's why I accidentally woke his Majesty up.

I maybe a talented herbalist, but I'm still 17. A child.

I cried, landing unto the floor as my body felt unwilling to move. It felt unfair.

He was too much.

Everything is too much.

This is the reason why I didn't want to accept Felix offer in the first place.

Because I knew I would be troubled. I knew I would be homesick. I knew I would be lonely.

And handling that man who treats me as a disposable piece, made it even harder.

I'm tired.

"Felix" I sobbed.

"Felix, Felix, Felix."

"FE-"

"October?"

The moment I heard his voice, everything seemed to calm down. My nerves, my heart, my mind. Everything.

And the way his gaze stared at me with shocked and concern- made me feel like I was actually not alone.

He was here.

Felix is here.

He came for me.

I couldn't help but whimper, tears gliding down from my eyes to my cheeks.

"Felix"

Felix ran towards me, his eyes burning with guilt and fear.

Frightened eyes that signified that he cares.

Without saying anything, Felix gently scooped me into his arms. And held me close to his chest. His eyes searched my figure, and his gaze locked with mine.

"What happened?"

I sobbed, "I was checking his Majesty's condition but then I accidentally dropped my pen, and then his Majesty woke up- THEN HE FUCKING TRIED TO KILL ME" I shouted the last words of my sentence.

I cried.

Because who wouldn't cry when a psycho tried to kill you, broke your arm and bruised your jaw?

Only another psycho would.

Felix nodded his head at my words, and then carried me. With my strength depleted, I couldn't help but fall asleep in his arms.