❝𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄, 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓?❞
❝𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓.❞
Lies.
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"I love you..." You whispered and leaned close, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. It caught him by surprise, but he quickly kissed back. It was supposed to be a sweet...
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▍japan, ua high 𝐎 𝐒 𝐇 𝐔 𝐍 𝐢. 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 68. ✿ ↬
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𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 to feel so many things, think so many things, and learn so many things— only to have to lock it all in your mind and heart. Despite wanting to reach out to someone you love, someone you want to trust and share it like you would anything else, but knowing that this is the one thing you can't. That feeling of the start where you begin to boil up with bottled emotions, thoughts and feelings till one day, and you're sure of it, you will break.
That is the exactly what you felt when you returned back to the dorms with silence. You were naturally a quiet person, but you so desperately wanted to tell someone you love what you were going through. To tell someone the overwhelming feelings and thoughts you that evaded your head. But you stayed silent, didn't say a single word, didn't show a single emotion that would suggest a single thing.
Instead, you did what you unfortunately knew to do best, pretend like everyone was fine. It would slowly kill you, torture your mind and heart, but you would fight it with the reminder of why your silence was your virtue. The reminder of why you were doing this in the first place, of what this all means to you, and the fear to what would happen if you did say something and the reactions of it.
Would they even believe you? Would he? Perhaps, but what would it do to him? Learning that not only was his entire would have heroes and the society a flawed system of ruins, but it also was the very curse that haunted your family for generations. That your very relationship with him was not only a pillar of said curse that would doom you to repeat, but that in return, it would destroy you. How does explain such a thing that hardly can accept themselves?
He was stubborn, yes. And he loved his heroes and the dream of it, he was braking himself because he loved it. It was his heart, his goal, his love, his soul— it was him. And for you, it was something tarnishing and tainted that would inevitably lead to your end. It was something you never truly cared for because you had a genetic fear of it unknowing at the time of why you feared it so much. It was everything to both of you, but in completely different ways. And yet there may be one unfortunate similarity that you both share with it;
How it kills.
For this reason, and several more regarding the safety of your family with eyes already on you, silence would surely have to be your virtue. You could not tell a single soul outside of the ones intertwined with yours due to secrets and fear. And you would focus on getting stronger, because the time was coming much sooner than you would like but have to accept. You would be leaving soon.
"I'm scared."
The sound of your younger sister's nervous voice filled your ears. You turned to see Amara looking at her surrounding very cautious and curiously, her a hand squeezing yours. Then she looked up to meet your gaze, and you could see the anxiety in hers.
