𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | 𝐁𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
The Hargreeves siblings try to return to their original timeline. The last thing Libitina expected was to see the face...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"I um," Libitina started, stepping away from the edge "I should go." She said, swerving her body around Ben, as the happiness of him being alive started to wear off, and reality began to set in.
Ben opened his mouth, going to try an object, he had just gotten her back and he was losing her all over again, but she has never seemed more real.
Despite his attempt to try and speak his throat went dry, blocking out any words that would try to slip past the hardened barrier.
Libitina hurriedly made her way off the roof, her heels clicking against the metal stairs. She could hear Fei still guiding Melora through her class work, just down the hall.
Libitina broke into a run, she needed to get out of there. Now. She ran straight past Jayme, who called after her in worry.
Her mind was spinning.
She had a daughter. A four year old daughter that she knew nothing about, she didn't know her favorite color, or her favorite song, if she even liked music. They maybe meaningless things to most people but they were small details she was supposed to know.
She got married to Ben. Except it wasn't their Ben, it wasn't the Ben who would hold her after a bad punishment while she cried, He wasn't the Ben that shared her first kiss, He wasn't the Ben she lost twice. He wasn't her Ben.
She knew deep down she would love any version of Ben; Smart, Dumb, Kind, Cruel, it wouldn't matter. In the end she would be hurt all over again, her heart would be beat down into the bottom of her stomach until nothing but ash remained in its place.
She came to the entrance and pushed the door open, almost falling down the stairs as her vision was blurry from tears forming in the ducts of her eyes.
She ran, just like she did after Bens death, just like she did whenever she grew close to someone else, just like she did every time someone came close to finding her, just like she did any time there was a possibility of her getting hurt emotionally.
'You are a Coward.' The voice echoed in her mind, it was the harsh voice of their father.
'Maybe, if you had more control of yourself, Ben would still be here.' The harmful chanting continued switching from her Fathers ridicule, to her own self loathing.
She came to stand on a bridge, it was a beautifully painted white wooden bridge. Her right hand came to rest on the railing, and the other came to her stomach, her legs slowly gave out underneath her.
Tears raced down her cheeks and dripped off the tip of her nose. 'Stop crying, you're being pathetic! Many people are going through worse.' Her mind hissed but the sobs didn't seem to stop, if anything they seemed to get harder to hold in, as she came down to her knees.
Years, Years, of unsorted through grief and anger finally came out to the light. The bottles she had pushed the feelings down into had finally broke, the cracks being to much for her to reseal up.
Her Ben was gone, and she could have stopped it. They could have had this life, a wedding with the family, a daughter who had his smile, a romance that wasn't stopped and still burned brighter than any star in the sky.
PADDIE NOTES: This chapter is short, I apologize, but we are finally getting into Libitina's unmanaged grief, and anger at their father.
