the lives we live

i have no choice

From place to place they went, this one would forever be known as their least favorite.

The area was small, old, run down, and abandoned like many of the buildings before.

It did just the bare minimum to occupy their unwanted stay as they passed through.

The silence however, was thicker the air.

She stood in the middle of the room, her head painfully hanging low. Her eyes searched the floor for any feeling she could grasp onto to gain control of herself.

Her dark brown hair that was nearly black rested straight down the sides of her face and ended just below her tense shoulders.

Her beautiful olive skin appeared to be a few shades lighter in the reflection of the moon in the clear sky.

How wished the night sky would just consume her at this very moment.

The red head stood across the room, angry and broken and hurt and so many different emotions that she wanted to scream so loud that she became numb.

But she remained quiet.

Her red hair was wavy and rested down her back against the leather jacket she wore so often.

Dahlia and Natasha were at a stand still, their words were already spoken and lingering around them in the air.

They stood across from each other on separate sides of the room, to afraid to move.

Their eyes were attached, neither of them could bring themselves to look away because they knew if they looked away, they would never find each other again.

Only when the door opened and Yelena walked in, did it break the barrier that they were holding up.

Dahlia finally breathed in air that didn't feel like it was suffocating her and Natasha was able to finally look away.

Yelena stopped in her tracks, not knowing what she just walked into.

"What happened?" She asked, looking back and forth between them, not knowing what to think.

She spoke lighthearted, praying in her heart that nothing serious had happened. She didn't think she could handle anything like that right now.

Yelena just wanted everything to be fine.

Natasha didn't answer, she stayed quiet.

But she looked directly at Dahlia like it was her responsibility to tell Yelena what happened.

Natasha also didn't say anything because she wanted to hear Dahlia speak the words out loud, to someone else.

She wanted to hear it again like it would makes it more true than it already was.

Dahlia glanced up at Nat, seeing that she wasn't going to answer. She didn't expect her to.

Dahlia turned to Yelena who was still confused and looking back and forth between the girls, craving an explanation.

"I'm leaving," Dahlia said softly, barley being able to look Yelena in the eye.

Her voice almost broke as she spoke, but she didn't let it.

Natasha closed her eyes, her head hanging low as the truth seeped down into her heart. Dahlia was leaving and there was nothing to be done to stop it.

Yelena almost chuckled as if it were some kind of joke, looking at her sister to see if she was laughing as well.

But she wasn't.