The sun and The star

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This is a story about a boy and girl.Two ordinary peoples,They had boring lives.Boring jobs.Boring Friends.Never quite understood love and how to do it.They were...Boring to say the least.

Oh,but that's not you came for did you now...

Ok,ok.Let's start over.... Maybe something more interesting...
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This is a story about a boy and boy.One Broken,Bleeding and bruised but healing.Healing from his wounds,wounds that were cut sharply.Pointed directly at him.Neat and straight.And there intent,well that was no mystery ,there intent was to scare.To make him curl on himself,to change him. To Shape him. To Molded Him into the perfect heir.Because the intended one Ran away,disappointed them and tarnished their name.But he just couldn't do it anymore.He had a braking point too,HE WAS JUST A KID and he broke.His brother,the one they really wanted,always broke.

Regulus resents his brother a bit for giving in so easily.Too hot headed,too much anger and no where to put it.But he also respects and admired Sirius for his raw bravery,for all of Sirius's anger this one time it had payed off.He used it to his advantage,And RAN away.

When Regulus finally broke.He Broke his perfect illusion.When he decided to destroy his make pretend world and see it for what it really was.A broken house, soules with of broken hearts and broken peoples.Living but not breathing,talking but not speaking.Hearts beating,not with love and passion but with anger and resentment. HIS HEART beating with that same anger and resentment. Resentment towards the world. How could they have done this to him.Once a boy whose heart was filled with love and passion,turned to anger and fear.Fear of stepping out of line,out of sight.So He RAN.  RAN.  RAN.

He Ran to the Only sense of comfort that he could imagine,He ran to the one and only person that would understand.His BROTHER...
To the warm presence and love of his.To the one Black blooded person whose heart was beating,Not with That anger that he knew so well.But With all of the LOVE in the world.

Some say that regulus Black never RAN in the first place.OR that he keeps Running ,never quite getting where he needs to go.
But I think they are all wrong Because in this universe he got there,And that has to count for something right.

You might be asking yourself"ummm..where is the other boy...Yk the one you mentioned"""
You guys are too demanding.Ok,ok let's stop breaking the forth wall and get on with this universe's story.
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The other boy....Well let's just say he was also in an illusion.But I guess it wasn't really an illusion if it's your life right...perfect family,perfect
Friends.Perfect life.But the sun had to go down and sleep at some point right.??? He had his days too.His days of self deprecation of hatred.His days when he didn't want to talk to anyone,to even leave his bed.

But this boy was different then most.When you felt like that on those days you would act and follow that emotion,that feeling. But this boy did the opposite of that.He put on a mask a facade ,to cover up his emotions ,his needs.To deny himself of his feelings.

When the days were long and tiring,he would put that same mask that he had used a thousand times before.The mask was now an instinct. He was used of the smile.The smile that would normally reach his eyes was now replaced by a distant cousin.A soule not so faraway.If you looked close enough his eyes would droop a little at the corners.When he started to put the mask on sometimes it would slip.He would squint a lot,maybe it was just a weird reflex he did on his" days".When he felt his eyes straining to look at something ,he immediately fixed it.

Fixed what he thought was broken.

To an outsider he did look like that perfect rich posh boy,just what he wanted.Now if you were a normal person you would probably ask why he wanted this ,but of course you already know,he is a people pleaser.The biggest people pleaser in the world. If he were being honest he would say that he does it because he is scared that if they found him on one of his days without the mask they would leave.

If I die,I'll die happy.With your hand on my heart.(A jegulus fic)☀︎☆❤️💚Where stories live. Discover now