Fire Within

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"I'm so tired.." He would complain every morning in his giant mansion-like flat. Maximus Fiore was the single most richest teen in all of Crocus, in every sense in fact. He was the heir to a major company, he had two siblings whom he loved, his parents were nice and he wasn't.. terrible at school. So why did he feel so miserable? The male knew he sounded like a worthless brat complaining to himself about himself. But that was just the issue. Not his family, school, or status.

Him. It was him. He hated himself for just existing. He felt constant anxiety about one day taking over the family company one day, of really.. being. Although, he always had terrible social anxiety, it didn't help that he also had body image problems. "You awake, Prince." His brother, Quinton teased him. Maximus glared at his overly pierced twin brother. "Shut the hell up." He grumbled heading towards his shower. 'Fuck.. I dont hate that brat.. But I dont really like him.'

Quinton was exhausting in Maximus' opinion. Simply not worth the energy. Not anymore atleast. They had been close when they were kids but as things got more heavy, on both ends, they drifted apart. Quinton was in the closet, of course Maximus knew that but sometimes Quinton wondered if his twin himself knew it didn't matter.

That he had no reason to be cruel because of fear. The hot water ran down his cold body. 'Tch.. I'm a hypocrite..' It was true. Maximus was being a hypocrite because he too played the role of a cold unfeeling person because of fear. Fear that he couldn't seem to shake, despite the pills he swallowed down.

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Hisano glanced at her siblings in annoyance as they sat her things down. "Happy to get rid of me?" She asked yawning. Masaru and Mint Vastia sighed. "Course not.." 'Fucking liars..' Hisano Vastia was probably the most miserable girl in the world. Sure, no one ever hurt her, her parents weren't horrible, her siblings were good but anyone can still be miserable. None of that was the issue. The issue was her. Her.

She hated every inch of herself and she was convinced no antidepressants could save her. "Well then..Get out." She yanked open the door of her new apartment. The siblings winced slightly. Silver, Mint's boyfriend or as Hisano called him, her fuckboy, stood at the door. "Oh.. Hello fuckboy." Hisano said dryly. Silver growled under his breath and Hisano almost smirked. Mint kissed him gently causing the boy to blush and stumble to put the last box down. "So did she try to kill you yet?" Silver joked holding onto his small whitnette girlfriend. Hisano tilted her head smirking. "No.. I would have succeeded obviously~" Silver tried not to shiver. The oldest, Masaru patted Hisano's head.

"Well. I wouldn't want that.. Let's go dweebs." He sighed, his usual cool demeanor gave Hisano a touch of comfort. Mint hugged her sister slightly and dragged Silver out. Hisano sighed glancing at the mirror that stood in the middle of her room. "I hate you.." She said quietly to her reflection.

'When did I become this cold to them..?..' The female could hardly remember the last time she really smiled or was truthful about how she really felt about her family.. or anyone for that matter. With a gulp of air, she slammed her foot into the mirror sending shards everywhere. What feelings? Any amount of feelings she allowed herself to feel usually ended in a need to be self destructive.

Fear couldn't be shaken and feelings always bounced back to self destruction.