Beautiful Wilting Flowers

We Were Meant To End Up Like This

Greigh POV:

My sister trembles and shakes, and I try to get her to move, say anything, but all she does is stand there and shake. I'm half glad for the excuse not to go over to Vek, because I don't want to face the realities.

The reality is that I think Ina was covering for me. 

The reality is that I think Vek is dying in front of me.

The reality is that I think my sister can never live a normal life.

Those are the fractured realities that haunt me now, seeping into my soul and letting the regret take it's place where it rightfully belongs. I regret not letting people I care about in, not doing something different that could have resulted in peace, not letting us be so open about our abilities. There are a million different things we could have done, I could have done, that could have maybe let us have tranquility in this ending. Maybe there could have been something I did, that could save us from this misery of a finale.

Romeo and Juliet was never a story a story about ever lasting love, or doing anything for your loved ones. It was a story that spoke, in a sense, telling us to watch our every move, make the right decisions.

I don't know if the right decisions could have saved us from this end scene, but we sure damn tried, and I'm glad we did.

But I'm not happy with the way it played out. Unlike a play, or a story, we can't write our own ending to this, there was no option one or option two.

We were meant to end up like this. 

It's why I separated to live with the Turners; why I stayed away from my sister in the first place.