"Amelia wait-!" Edric says, grabbing her arm in a hurry. "You can't go now, get some rest, and from what I've heard about sleepy Noceda, you cannot fuck with her." He says, shivering at the thought, Amelia remembers the time she barged into Lucia's dorm, her dark hazelnut eyes staring at her, as if she was mentally stabbed in the chest.
"Right.. I need some rest, goodnight parasites.." Amelia grunts, holding the door before leaving. "Don't stay up dreaming about your girlfriend mittens!" Emira calls out, Amelia just slams the door and heads to her old room.
Nostalgia fills the room, old photos, pillows, clothes, everything. She plopped onto her bed, staring at the ceiling, grasping her hand in the air. "Man I love you Noceda.." she whispers under a huff, falling asleep easily.
TW: Mentions of self harm and panic attacks, if you don't want to read that, skip to the 3 stars.
The next day, Amelia heads to school, hoping she can catch up to Lucia and speak about all the events. She enters the bathroom after checking all the classes and areas. She finds Lucia with a knife in her hand.
"Stupid.. your only making this worse.. you need to just leave before you get too attached."
She sighed before making a cut in her arm, she winced as the blade ran through her skin. She smiles lightly as she watched the blood drip down, Amelia couldn't help but cry, she ran through the door attaching onto Lucia. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Amelia screamed, sobbing.
"Amelia.. it's fine.. I promise.. it's all a mistake.." Lucia gritted her teeth, she couldn't help but lean into her shoulder. "No, you fucking liar. You can't do this to yourself." I say to her, my eyes flicker between her lips and her chocolate eyes.
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"Please.. I need to leave before anything gets worse.." Lucia says, I plan to say something, but our lips attach together, I hold my hand behind her head and she grabs my waist. I embrace the moment and depart to breathe. "I-.." before I speak, Lucia pushes back together, this time it's more meaningful and comforting. I can see the stress and pain in her eyes fade as she grabs onto me, now I know what all those romantic stories mean about 'A special someone' we look at each other, no idea what to say, do or how to react.
"That was so fucking amazing, I kissed a hot girl." Of course that's all this dumbass can think of, I simply sigh and rest my head on her shoulder, I look across and see her bag filled with empty alcohol bottles.
Ah, yes, she was drunk.. she won't remember this at all. It was just a fantasy.. nothing close to reality.
But why is reality so painful..? Why does it damage so much to snap back..
I don't understand this feeling.
A/N
SO SORRY for the short chapter, I was so late on posting this I just needed to finish this. Also if you haven't already, please check out Troublemaker on my page, it is 100x better than this story.
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Fanfiction(This is my first story, may be a bit bad/rushed.) Amelia, a character who has achieved top student over the course of 3 years, has a sassy, delightful personality, says she will never fall in love with anyone. Until one day a new kid appears, that...
