Heart of a rogue

Chapter 28 -

Lucille stumbled back to her cottage, her heart heavy with betrayal and her mind clouded with anger. The storm of emotions that had overtaken her left her breathless and disoriented as she threw herself into the small sanctuary of her home. She slammed the door shut behind her with a resounding thud and collapsed onto her bed, her tears flowing uncontrollably.

The little folk, ever perceptive to her distress, began to make their way into the cottage through the tiny cracks and crevices. Their tiny forms, no larger than a thumb, began to crawl onto her bed, bringing with them a delicate mix of flowers and soothing touches. Their presence, though tiny, was a small comfort in the midst of her overwhelming pain.

It hurts so much, this pain, I hadn't experience this so much ever before. Declan's first rejection was painful, I had fled to become a rogue. But this pain...

It felt like I was being ripped in two.

I just lay there, my head buried in my hands, my sobs shaking my whole body. The little folk fluttered around her, their gentle touches and soft incoherent whispers providing a modicum of comfort as they settled around her, offering what solace they could. I couldn't understand them, not yet.

It hurts...

It hurts so much...

Trusting Declan took a long time, but that trust was broken in seconds and it will take forever to repair. Everything they had built.

She forsaw a future together. Sure there were bumps on the road, but it felt like mountains to me.

My sobs could probably be heard for anywhere.

Help. This anger. I wanted to run, like I have always done. But i'm done running. Kids run away from their problems, adults face them head on.

Rogues tear their enemies and friends apart. I didn't call myself a rogue anymore. I started to see myself as Luna. And yet, hunting that bitch down is all I wanted. And yet, I also wanted to control myself.

That's not who I am anymore.

I will keep my head high. I will be strong. I will bear this pain, as I have the others. I will be strong, I will prevail.

Because that is who I am.

Somewhere during my sobs and broken cries, a sound interrupted my heartbreak.

There was a loud, persistent knock on the door. Abel's voice, filled with a mix of desperation and regret, pierced through the fog of her grief. "Lucy! Luna... Please, open the door! I need to talk to you. I'm sorry, I am so fucking sorry. I need to explain everything. It's important!"

My sobs only intensified at the sound of his voice. I felt the weight of his words, the pain in his voice a stark reminder of the betrayal I had just confronted. I tried to control my breathing, but everything was in pain. Believe me, I have felt pain but this? "Go away!" I yelled through my tears. 

The little folk, sensing her escalating distress, huddled closer, their tiny hands and comforting presence barely making a dent in the raw ache of her heart.

Abel's voice continued to echo through the door, each plea more urgent than the last. "Luna, please! I'm begging you. You have to understand. I tried to stop it. I knew what was happening, but I was powerless to intervene. I loathed the situation. I'm so sorry. Please, just give me a chance to talk to you, I can't bear to hear your pain."

My hands trembled as I wiped my tears away, my heart pounding in my chest. I could barely fucking breathe. She was torn between the need to confront the truth and the desire to shut out the source of her pain. Yet, something in Abel's voice made me pause, his desperation striking a chord within me.