TBATE - What if Tessia was the legacy ? - The legacy of it all

Forced confession

{Tessia Eralith}

-Okay, you win!" I conceded while throwing arms in the air in an overly exaggerated motion. "I give in, I'm out of ideas." I added with confused, lots and increasingly depressed expression.

-Whoa..." Answered Arthur in a slightly impressed tone as he sat down on the edge of the water fountain, in the middle of our training room. "I was really starting to think you would just keep going forever." He added in a somewhat concerned tone. "To be fair, I was convinced you would have thrown in the towel after the second month, maybe the third if you really wanted to push it, but almost five months is really... whoa. Just whoa. Your stubbornness on another level." He sarcastically congratulated with a small clap of his hands, although part of me thought that he was being sincere and was genuinely impressed, I still felt incredibly angered by his comments.

-You're the one to talk, mister I don't want to go out with a princess just because I want to be a prick, despite the obvious benefits it would bring me and the absolute lack of any negative repercussion." I answered with a sentence that expressed just an infinitely small fraction of all my built-up resentment.

-Well, it wasn't the only reason, but you got most of it." He answered with a thoughtful tone and slight node of his head that only made me want to grab him by the collar and start screaming at him.

Actually, you know what? F*ck it, if refuses to follow any of the rules for a socially acceptable conversation, why should I care about following them either?

Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, I pulled him to my level and looked dead in his wide-open eyes, "Then just tell me!" I shouted while shaking him a bit, "Tell me why? Why in the world do you just refuse to go out with me?!" I screamed before letting go. "I did everything I possibly could have, and I still haven't gotten any closer to the answer, I tried to impress you with my mind, with my powers, with my influence, I tried to court you, to act close, to act distant, to spread rumors, to support you in what you were doing, to let you go off and do whatever you wanted, to convince you with facts and logic, with emotions, with wealth, through social engineering, I even tried to influence your subconscious with subliminal message or talking to you in your sleep, I tried while we were alone, while we were out, while we were with our friends, with your family, with my family, in class, out of class, at work and out of work, in the morning, at noon, in the afternoon, in the evening and at night, I tried every single combination I could think off, I wrote an entire spreadsheet of all the ideas I ever had and all the different variables I could tweak with each idea and how much energy it would coast, and I've run out! It wasn't a short list, either, you know it, but the only things that remain are either physically impossible, completely illegal and immoral, or would coast far more power and energy than I'd be able to gather in a literal decade!" I shouted, my desperation growing with every word I spoke. "So just tell me. I-I'm begging you; I'm actually begging you, I can't take it anymore. " I explained as all my frustration, all my anxiety and the hopelessness I felt combined into one giant ball of emotion all while I fell on knees before joining my hands together. "What do I have to do to go out with you? What's the win condition? Wh-what do you want that I haven't offered yet? How do I get you to love me?"

-I mean... you're assuming that there is a way to make me fall in love with you." He teased with an awkward laugh, as I immediately understood that he simply had no idea how to deal with my confessions and was trying to avoid the subject.

-Because you already did." I answered in mix of melancholia and expectation as I looked at him. "I already heard you say it to me, when you told me to wait for you in this very academy, when you looked me in the eyes on the wall and said it without a hint of hesitation, when you died to save me. I know you love me, I know you do, I've been waiting for fifteen years for you to accept it." I explained, trying to get through to him, past his detached playful facade and to him directly.