chlorophyll

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'a hand reached out, touched his face. carressing the bruised skin, a face smiling softly. tears stained their face, who was this person? 'im so sorry baby, you dont deserve that' the cheeks were wet with new tears, more fell. a sob escaped their lips. 'my baby, i love you, dear. take care of the little guy, okay?'

' a kiss was pressed to his temple, the hand on his cheek loostening. the smile never faded off of this persons face, even when the hand fell from his cheek and the sobs stopped from their lips. their breathing slowed, until it stopped, never to start again.'

Qi Rong woke with a jolt. the sweat on his skin making his hair plaster against his face. He wiped the strands from his eye's, glancing at the clock. '2:43'

'fuck, im not getting anymore sleep.' 

He fumbles with his blanket, searching for his phone. Wary to not knock it off his bed like last time. The screen light's up and he squints, once again reminded of the horrendous hour. 

The floor creaked under his feet when he entered the hallway, the television static humming in the living room. He stpped on the wrong tile, he'd wake Guzi, even worse; his father. He heard his father mumbling to himself from his room. 

The window made a creaking noise when he opened the window to the roof. The cold air breezed his face, the cold sweat on his forehead wiped away once more. His mind drifted to the dream he'd had. His eye's raking down towards the locket. The locked was a gift from her. He opened it and couldn't help but mumble.

'Jesus, why the fuck did you have to die, mom.' tears fell from his eye's, he vigorously wiped them away, despite his efforts the tears came from too many emotions pent up over the years. 

He opens the locket, seeing the photo, the only thing he adores in life aside from his little brother. The photo was of them, once happy and bright smiled filled all their faces. His father wasn't in it of course. It was just the three of them, Guzi wearing one of his unnesecarily idiotic hats, pulling it off wonderfuly of course. Mom was there too. Her hair was long, brought up into braids, her green eye's bright and full of love as she looked at her whole world. Qi Rong was smiling too, bandaids on his ankles and knees, too big sweater falling past his shorts. All of them held up icecreams bigger than their heads. Moments after, Guzi had dropped his icecream. Mom shared hers with him, and they all laughed about it until their stomachs hurt. Looking back it wasn't even that funny. They were just happy to be together without him.

Qi Rong flinches at the memory of that night. He shakes his head, picking at his nails. The black and green polish was worn, he'd have to get Guzi to do them again soon. 

His mind wanders back to the day before. The girl - Shi Qing Xuan? Yeah, the witch who sat with him. Her curious eyes and positive attitude pissed him off, but he couldn't help being interested in her. Her personality was so flashy, her style unique, and she wasn't terrible  to look at. 

The way she talked to him, her interest in him, was it a lie?  Could someone like her be interested - genuinely curious, about someone like him? He shook his head, diminishing the thought.

His phone buzzed, startling from his 'totally not thinking about her' thought.

He opened his phone, being met with a message from his 'best friend', Xuan Ji.

bitchface >:O

yo why the fuck are you awake asswad you know we have chem in the morning right hahah. teach is gonna kill yo baby ass. 🖕

asshole 🤮

WHATEVER FUCK YOU WITCH AISUHS GO TO BED PAST YOUR BED TIME DICKFACE AHAGH