✺ 𝑀𝑦 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟 / 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑢 𝐴𝑈 - 𝑛𝑥ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑏𝑦𝑧𝑡 ✺There's a connection between lies and hopes. You would hope and dream during the day, see the things that you coded into your mind during the night. You would lie and after a while start believing the lies you tell, also staring to live in them.
The more we processed our experiences, the more we would progress in this life. We don't believe everything we're told; we choose what to believe.
We marry the one we love in hopes that we get a happy ending, then we start to not be able to get along which would lead us into a divorce. We love someone, but they don't give us that love back. If we don't have money, we wish for it and when we do have it, we still can't feel happy. Coincidentally, someone would come into our life and change it, and then we would say a coincidence was what changed our life, thinking that life is only filled with coincidences.
But we not once consider the fact that those coincidences are fate, what's supposed to happen happens in its own time and the things that'll come for us are only waiting for their own time.
And sometimes, we would ruin our lives with our own decisions. We weren't able to realize when the things we thought to be true and right were actually just illusions. The more we'd try to stand strong, the more we would fall and the more we would fall, the more that we would try to get back up. And we couldn't see that the more we would try desperately, the more scars we'd be left with.
Even so, we still wouldn't lose hope. Hope.. such a nice word, isn't it?
What about the ones who actually have lost their hope?
And what about the people who say that there's always light somehow in every darkness and that hope is always possible to find? See, these people are the ones who're strong.
Because as long as they had hope, that person could always keep standing tall and strong.
✺ 𝑀𝑦 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟 / 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑢 𝐴𝑈 - 𝑛𝑥ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑏𝑦𝑧𝑡 ✺
𝟷 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛...
No matter how hopeless things got, Aphmau kept on hoping. She just couldn't find a way out because she was tired of reaching dead ends everytime she attempted something. Her only flaw was that while fighting with herself, she couldn't see all the people fighting for her.
If Katelyn hadn't gone to her and told her to go on a two-day-long business trip, she wouldn't have had to pack a bag or get involved with her husband. And of course, the personality she had recently developed that had a tendency of submitting to every single thing, had caused her to stay silent and accept all of it once again. While she placed her clothes in her suitcase, she was thinking about the things said by her husband whom had just left after slamming the door.
"Leave the car, leave me some money, keep your head down wherever you go, don't smile at anyone, don't talk, do not even breathe if necessary, don't drink.." and the list went on with orders not much different from those.
She folded and placed the last piece of clothing in her suitcase before zipping it up. She had only gotten her head out of the suitcase a moment ago when she heard a loud noise.
She had developed a phobia of loud noises and having people walk towards her in the past two years. Whenever someone walked up to her in a way that triggered her instincts into assuming she was being cornered, she would freeze up in fear. She gulped fearfully as the series of loud noises ended in front of her door.
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My Propeller|Aarmau AU|nxhirbyzt
Fanfiction✺ 𝑀𝑦 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟 / 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑢 𝐴𝑈 - 𝑛𝑥ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑏𝑦𝑧𝑡 ✺ "Coax me out my low, and have a spin of my propeller.." 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧. Sometimes, even the women that used to fight for the rights of other women in the...