Who We Are (A Zodiac Story)

POV: Libra (Part 3)

"Why do you look like you're in a bad mood?" Leo asks as I shut his bedroom door behind me. He reclines on his bed, his gaze fixed on me. "Is it because you were stuck with cleaning duty?"

I let out a sigh, "Yeah, partnered up with Gemini," I respond, unable to hide the hint of irritation in my voice.

"What? I thought you two were friends again," he says, rising from the bed.

"We're not friends, Leo," I snap, the words escaping before I can filter them.

"Why not?" he mutters, his voice tinged with genuine confusion.

"I don't want to talk about it," I retort, pulling my hair behind my ear.

"But it's obviously bothering you," he insists.

"I said I don't want to talk about it!" I shout.

"Fine," he mutters, his shoulders slumping before he walks away.

A flicker of remorse washes over me. I reach out, my voice softening, trying to amend the damage.

"Wait, babe. I'm sorry," I say as I pull him back towards me, wrapping my arms around him. He reluctantly lets his arms wrap around my waist in response, nuzzling in my neck.

"I don't get how you're so bipolar" he jokes half-heartedly, his attempt to lighten the mood falling flat. "And I don't like when you yell at me."

I let out a soft giggle, "I know, I was just upset, I shouldn't have taken it out on you."

Silence fills the room as we stand there, holding each other. "I just want to understand," he whispers when the tension slowly eases.

My gaze falls to the floor, "Ever since Aquarius came back, it feels like my life has been falling apart," I confess.

"That's the thing. Aquarius, Gemini, Virgo? Where is all this bad blood coming from?" he questions.

I remain silent and withdraw from our embrace.

"And as usual, you refuse to tell me anything about it," he remarks.

I bite my lip, the pain of past wounds resurfacing. "I can't."

"Why?"

My heart sinks, and I respond, my voice barely above a whisper, "Because I'm afraid."

His eyes meet mine, "Afraid of what?" he asks gently.

"I'm afraid that if I do, you'll hate me and leave me," I reply, my voice quivering and my eyes welling up in tears.

My voice cracks as I continue to vent, tears streaming down my face. "I hurt them, but I only did it because they hurt me first. Aquarius betrayed me, Gemini hates me, and Virgo is just so damn jealous of me."

Leo's brows furrow in confusion, "Why would Virgo be jealous of you?"

"Because I have something that she will never have," I scoff, the bitterness seeping into my words, referring to my relationship with Leo.

He shakes his head, struggling to comprehend. "What are you talking about?"

I hesitate, and my eyes cast down to the floor. "It's complicated, Leo. You wouldn't believe me anyway," I say dismissively.

"How do you know that?" he presses.

My breath hitches, "Because I know you."

Leo wipes away my tears, taking a deep breath.

"Let's just sleep on it," he suggests, giving me a reassuring smile. But I can sense his underlying dissatisfaction with my vague response.

We crawl into bed together, facing opposite directions. The silence between us is deafening, and it feels like an impenetrable wall has formed between our bodies. Leo doesn't kiss me goodnight, and he refrains from pulling me close for a comforting embrace. The absence of his usual affection leaves me with a deep ache in my heart, acutely aware of the magnitude of our unresolved issues.