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When I woke up the next morning, Lucas was nowhere in sight. He Probably left for work.
Good.
I doubt I'd be in the right frame of mind to talk to him if he was still here when I woke after he confessed last night.
The moment he confessed that he read my letters, it felt like someone took multiple blunt knives and decided to stab me.
One by one, making sure each cut was deeper than the other.
I know he was angry or at least disturbed, with the way that he responded but does he not realise what he had done to me?
Lucas has always been the only family I have ever had. My father was next to non-existent in my life, he never cared. I was a burden, to him. A girl who couldn't lead. A daughter, who was a disappointment. An off-spring born with the wrong gender, a mistake?
Everything about my life was wrong, a mistake but Lucas was the only right.
He was the only light in my dark world, from the moment I opened my eyes he stood by me, protected me, loved me, taught me, he did everything. He was my everything.
Sure, he was only five years older than me, but he was my world. He was the only person I wanted to make proud, he was the only person I worked hard for, The only person I wanted to make smile.
When I was small, he was my protector, my guardian, and my safe haven. When I grew up, he was the first person I looked up to, the first person I ever had feelings for you, the only person who made my heart flutter. I never said anything to him or even confessed to him, it only felt natural. For him to be my everything.
So what does someone do or how does someone react when the only person they have ever had by their side, their everything, Their reason for existence, throws them away?
After running away from here, I didn't write letters because I wanted Lucas to read them. I wrote those letters to make sure that the only star in my dark sky knew that my world existed solely for him. When I got no replies, for the first few years, I made up explanations, reasons to defend Lucas. With time I understood, that even though Lucas was the only star in my sky I was just one of the millions in his.
A Star, with no significance, no importance.
"Good evening ma'am, the arena is ready for use. Some new guards are training, they haven't been selected to be under us just yet, so they're on watch. Other than that, we have multiple guards on the ground. Everything is sealed and secure." Conan, the chief guard for the mansion, said, breaking my train of thoughts.
