Mirror Worlds

Trapped

Chapter 9

Trapped

ξΑirysξ

With less than a second of reaction time, Pyro was already face first into the mirror, screaming for Amber. He disappeared through the mirror as well. Chrome slowly walked towards the mirror at the same time as Clone did. They exchanged annoyed glances, and Chrome stuck his head in to see if they were okay. Suddenly, he struggled momentarily before being tugged fully through the mirror. Clone was wide eyed and slowly stuck his face in as well. He pulled his head back out after a few moments and let out an irritated sigh of relief.

"Are they okay?" I asked, concerned.

"They're idiots, but they're as okay as idiots can be," Clone replied, smirking and laughing to himself. "Amber was the one who pulled Chrome in. She told me she wasn't done with him just yet and that she had to 'win,' apparently."

"Oh, that's good that they're okay." I stared at the mirror and frowned. "Should we get them to come back here?"

"It'd be for the best, yes." Clone looked at me with sympathy. "You don't have to go in with me and get them if you don't want to. I can do it myself. I know how you are with, you know, mirrors and such."

"I-That's not fair of me to ask you to go alone," I said, scared of what may happen if I'm not there.

Clone smiled softly at me and came closer towards me, so close that I could feel his breathing on my hair as he looked down at me. "If you say so, my little cotton ball," Clone said softly as he ran his fingers through my hair. Lightly, he pushed the hair covering my forehead back and gently kissed my head just under the hairline. "It'll be all okay, I promise."

I looked up at him, trying to hide my worries with a smile. I wish I could tell him about everything that terrifies me, but I don't want to scare him off in the process of it all. Out of everything that could possibly happen, that would be the last thing I would ever want to happen. I'd rather die than to have that happen. "Hold my hand?" I was a desperate little baby at that moment.

Clone smiled kindly at me and replied,"Okay, Airys." His sweet smile when to a smirk when he offered his hand, and he added,"Alright, Airys, hold daddy's hand." Embarrassed, I blushed and grabbed his hand. Once I had his hand, I hit his thigh with the back of the hand that was holding his.

"Knock it off," I laughed and kissed his cheek. Clone snickered with his face flushed.

"Come on then," he said, pulling himself up onto the sink with one hand and holding my hand in the other. He lightly crouched down on the sink and went through the mirror, pulling me along with him.

I gazed at the hand holding my own, blushing brightly. It felt so wonderful to have someone hold my hand, to feel someone close. And it hurt. It hurt so much thinking how fragile these little things are. Everything is temporary. It's just that some things are less temporary than others. I hope Clone will be one of the least temporary things in my life.

I'm not sure what I did to deserve such a fantastic person like Clone as my boyfriend. I'm pretty sure I did the exact opposite of things I would have done to deserve him. Is this a punishment? Will fate decide to rip him away from me, leaving me in tatters over him? It's possible that maybe he's faking loving me. He could just be getting close to me so that he could be closer to Chroma. Does he care more about her than me? Does he even really care about me?

Angered by my own doubts, I shake my head viciously. What am I thinking? He does care about me. He loves me. He told me he loves me. So why am I questioning it? Why do I have to think such horrible things about him? I trust him! I can trust him! So why can't I trust him? Can I even trust myself?