.˚•_ CHAPTER 8

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FIREBALL POV

"what? what would pound have to lie about? and what makes you think i'd believe you?" i hiss, tone quickly going back to hostile and defensive.

beer keg smirks. "he knows more than he lets on." he says, walking toward me.

"do you feel like.. there are holes in your memory? things that are missing?" he says, that smirk. that horrible, horrible smirk still plastered on his face.

"why? what do you-" i could try to deny it all i want, beer keg was scarily right. i had always felt like my mind was covered in holes, ones that led to a void but did have something at the bottom.

he can sense it and we both know. 

"you and pound go much further back than a few days ago fireball." he says, gazing over me.

"what?" i spit, no.. he was lying.. right? why wouldn't pound tell me that? 

"you used to be attached at the hip. probably something beyond friends. then, during one of the wars you got attacked and all your memories wiped. pound never told you because he's selfish." he says with a grin, watching as the color drains from my face.

"y-you're lying!" i hiss, tears forming in the corners of my eyes, why wouldn't pound tell me this? he just could've.. it doesn't make sense!

he grins, "ask yearbook if you really want proof. pound never told you because he's selfish. he's selfish and doesn't actually care about you. he only wants to break your heart. if he didn't, why wouldn't he have told you already?

thinking about it.. putting all the pieces together..



maybe beer keg was right.

maybe pound doesn't care about me.

maybe his only goal is to end up breaking my heart.


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