Every Rose

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February - Valentine's Day

👑Cleo de Nile👑

After the short knock on my front door, I pulled it open. I smiled. "Hey."

"Hey," Deuce whispered.

"Come in?" I asked.

He nodded and stepped into the house. He shut the door and handed me the bouquet of roses in his hands. "I'm sorry it took me so long to stop grieving."

"Don't apologize for that. None of that was your fault," I said.

"I was always listening to our favorite song, you know? It made it impossible to not miss you," he said.

I smiled faintly. "I've missed you, too." I sighed. "How are you?"

"I still feel a lot of pain. There's an emotional scar that's always going to be there. It's not going away anytime soon. Part of me accepts that and wants to move on with my life. The other part of me wants to just... hide away.  Forever," he said.

"Then hide here. Forever. I just don't want to go our separate ways. Not again," I whispered.

He smiled and pulled me into a soft side hug. "I'm not going anywhere. I love you, Cleo."

I hugged him back. "I love you, too."

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💋Draculaura💋

I felt weird lying in bed. My bed. With Clawd next to me. We hadn't done anything, first of all. We were just... there. I used to enjoy cuddling with him. But now I just... I don't know.

Everything was completely silent. There was no talking. I could hear him breathing. I could hear his heart beating. Otherwise, it was  quiet. And even though we were right next to each other, I felt like we were miles and miles away. And that was completely my fault. It was my fault because I was shutting him out.

My depression had gotten worse. I was on medication for it, but I wasn't taking it. And that was completely my fault. My father thought I was taking it, but he still never really saw me. And that was my fault, too.

It was just that there was so much pain inside of me. I couldn't force myself to take a little pill that would make the pain go away. Because without the pain, I no longer felt anything. Without the pain, I felt dead.

And if I felt dead, I was a goner to an even worse depression, one so deep that no little pill could pull me out of it.

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I know it was short, but I hope you liked it. It's kinda just a filler.

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