G/T One Shots

𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 (ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 2)

Cassidy fell silent for a moment; she felt a lump in her throat and her eyes started to burn. All the thoughts were crowding her head and were making her feel sick. "I have to... go—," she said quickly, almost choking on her words. The giant got up and walked away, locking herself in the bathroom so she could hide from the anger of her friend. She had to let go of everything she was holding inside. Cassidy put a hand in front of her mouth as she leaned against the door with her back and slowly slid down. Her legs were too wobbly to keep her standing. A sob escaped her lips, and some tears made their way down her cheeks. She pulled her legs to her chest, trying to hug herself and feel some kind of comfort. She had ruined everything; Wendy hated her now. She had lost the only person that truly loved her.

The giant cursed the fact that she was born that way. Why couldn't she be a normal giant? Her family would have been so proud of her, she would have had so many friends. Or why couldn't she be a human? Everything was so easy for them, she could live in peace and not be called a monster. Instead, she was born different, out of place. She wasn't enough for either of those worlds. But Wendy didn't make her feel that way, she made her feel accepted. Loved. Why did everything have to change because of her appearance? Why did she have to be alone?

Wendy had stood motionless on the huge bed, staring at the big, white door Cassidy had disappeared behind. She had been thinking about Cassidy's facial expression the whole time. Wendy had yelled words at her that she would never have imagined saying to a friend. Because, after all, Cassidy was still her friend, right? She had somehow saved her from other giants and instead of thanking her, Wendy had called her a monster. She knelt on the sheet that lay beneath her and wiped the tears from her face. She scanned the room, this time paying more attention to details. There, was everything Cassidy loved and always talked about: some of her favourite movie posters, including Wendy's favourite. Coloured stickers on the wardrobe. Over the desk, there were little cacti placed inside coloured vases Cassidy had painted herself. She loved art so much there even were a bunch of her drawings hanging on the wall. The room, likewise, was of a disarming order and reflected the perfectionism of the person that Wendy had come to know. It was still her. It was still her Cassidy.

She felt her chest tightening, which intensified when she heard a few sobs coming from the bathroom. Cassidy had looked devastated before she left, and Wendy couldn't help but feel like a horrible person. The human sat cross-legged and looked at her palms which had finally stopped bleeding.

Cassidy sniffed and took a few deep breaths. She stood up and washed her face, trying to calm down and stop crying. She gave in to the idea that no one would ever be her friend. She wasn't going to change herself for anyone; she was different from both humans and giants, and she accepted that burden.

Now, she had to just be calm and help Wendy return home. After that, everything would be back to how it had been a few months before, as if nothing had happened at all. Cassidy retrieved some disinfectant and cotton swabs before exiting the bathroom.

Wendy jumped when the door she had been watching opened. The human felt her heart pound as she looked at the giant from below. Cassidy avoided looking at her as she approached the bed and knelt next to it, keeping her distance.

"You have to clean those wounds, they might get infected and the smell would attract the giants," she said in a dull voice, coating a cotton swab with disinfectant. Wendy looked at her in surprise, remaining motionless and silent for a moment, trying to understand the other girl's intentions. Cassidy didn't look at her as she kept talking.

"May I?" she asked, approaching with the cotton swab held between two fingers and looking at the human's small hands. They are so tiny! The thought crossed her mind for a moment, but she had to put it aside so that she could focus on the situation at-hand. The giant noticed the human hesitating a moment before reaching out her palms and nodding silently. Cassidy began to gently pat her wounds, resisting the urge to taste the red liquid that both attracted and disgusted her. Finally, after a few minutes of awkward silence, Wendy spoke.