The girl of the past

More of the truth

I pull back. "Duval! Your my brother!" He shakes his head.
"I'm not, Cynthia. " he pauses and looks at me. I want to kiss him again. I turn to walk away "Charlie is your brother" I turn around.
"I'm so confused" I walk towards him slowly. "So confused" I mumble quietly. I turn to walk away with me head low.

I walk into the place Charlie took me. I lay on a near by bed. It's filthy but it's comfortable. "Why does everyone lie to me?" I mumble silently but obviously not silently enough.
"Cynthia I'm sorry," a voice comes from outside. I see it's Duval again.
"Go away" I mutter to him as he comes into view.
"As you wish, my princess" I sit up.
"I'm no princess!" I yell, "never have never will be!" I yell more storming out. "I don't want to go to the past I like it here!" I say busting into tears and dropping to the floor. "I'm Cynthia white, not princess Cynthia" I say in my sorrow of tears. I feel his gentle hands on my back.
"It's ok" his soft voice matches his tone. I lift me head and look at him. He places a hand on my cheek. His soft skin on his hand is soothing. His dark blue eyes are like the ocean. I look down my white hair covering my face.

"I'm sorry" I mumble as he re-lifts my head. His pale red lips have a small smiles as he leans into me.  His red lips connect to my pink lips. I feel light inside. I can tell he means it and so do I. I run my hands thro his place blonde hair. It's the only think I've wanted to do since I've met him even if he was my brother. I feel like I'm in heaven only I'm not I'm in a house. A filthy house that's not even mine. In a city know as death city. But it's like heaven.

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