"I, Demir Tenibris, reject..."
"Stop!" Starla yells, interrupting Demirs rejection of me as she is running through the garden on her way to us waving her hand up in the air very frantically.
When she finally reached us she was panting erratically with her hand clutched against her chest, trying to catch her breath.
"Demir....don't do...this please. You will not...only hurt Niko if you do this but...you will also hurt me. Is that what you really want?" She ask Demir breathlessly.
Demir looks conflicted. His eyes bounce back and forth between me and Starla nervously.
"How did you know?" He repeats his exact question that he asked of me from earlier.
"That doesn't matter Demir, I just know. I can't tell you what to do and I seriously do not want to be the person that comes in between you two but Demir....you have to understand the implications of what you are about to do? You will not only hurt Niko but me also by rejecting him." She pleads with him mercifully.
"I don't understand Starla. How the hell will this effect you and I'm not doing this to be cruel. I just don't think Alis or our subjects would understand or even approve." He argues threading his fingers through his wispy hair.
"If you reject Niko you will also reject me in the process. Who cares about what anyone else thinks Demir? Besides, you should be more worried about Niko and me and how it will effect us, not other people. Alis will understand all of this if you would just explain it to him. Have you ever told him how you really feel?" She ask, placing her tiny hand on his arm.
"Alis would understand what?" Alis curiously ask from behind Starla. I was so wrapped up in my own damn thoughts that I didn't even realized he entered the garden and standing directly beside him is Navin.
Now we have a full fucking audience to observe my humiliating rejection. Fucking perfect. The only thing that could make this awful situation any more awkward was if my fucking parents suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
I looked around the garden just in case. Fuck! I think I really am losing my fucking mind!
I mechanically make my way back over to the metal bench, plopping my ass down on it, I sit back to enjoy yet another fucking show staring Demir with me being the side show attraction.
Why am I always wanting a tub of popcorn for some damn unplanned show? Someone please pass the mother fucking salt! This is getting ridiculous!
"Understand what?" Alis repeats his question directing it at Starla.
"It's something I think Demir should tell you." She tells Alis.
Like he should have done a long time ago, I think to myself but refrain from voicing my own damn thoughts. No one would listen to me any-fucking-way.
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