[A/N]:Sorry but it looks like Porrim, Kankri or Cronus aren't gonna have a happy New Years.
I stared at the door ready to knock and accept my fate.. But i couldn't. I didn't have the heart to face him after what i had done.
I was in need but i had abandoned a friend in the blindness. I had finally realized i was a need to them. But now all i have done is break them..
Uncertainty is a pressure that has the power to make someone crack at the slightest hint of flaw or flick. It has the power to put people in chains and devastate the hyperplane.
I cough due to the bitter cold filling up my lungs and freezing my words in my throat.
Has anxiety ever made someone just completely drop dead? Cause i feel that thats what night happen with my heart stuck in my throat. i feel like my knees will lock and cause me to pass out. I feel like a nightmare just might come true.
But no, that is only the feeling of my guilt taking over, sickeningly and sweetly from the limelight..My once ongoing strife about social justice and politically correctness is gone. I thought i could make people change when all along, i was the one who needed to. After all the show can go on without an audience..
KNOCK KNOCK.
My pale skin seems to scratch against the dark oak wood that reflected the melting snow. Then my feet shuffled back so i could wait for a sign.. or any sort of acknowledgement that someone was coming to the door.
seconds turned to minutes, and what seemed like an hour was only a few minutes. But each moment filled me with a newfound dread. I turned around and look at Porrim inside her car before i ran towards her being more careful than last.
I took a deep breath and knocked on the window telling her to roll it down.
" P-Porrim.. " I stuttered only now realizing from the warmth of the heat in my face, that it was so cold outside.
" Yes Kankri what is the matter? "
"Cronus isn't answering.. " She grabbed her phone to try and call him but it went straight to voice mail.. 'Hey good lookin' leave a message for whats cookin' it was turned off. There was no way to reach him... Porrim threw the door of the car open and jumped out running to the door with her key's, she said during the car ride that Cronus always seemed to keep losing things recently. But after she unlocked the door she ran in me behind her.
" Kankri.. Go check the up stairs i'll check here before we meet up to go look at the basement.. " I nodded and ran upstairs. Everything in this situation was so familiar... First i checked his room.. There i found a knife covered in his blood, still warm.. Then i found a bundle of gardening rope, Scissors, and Wrap bandages..
Then from down the hall in the bathroom i heard a creek..I started to have flashbacks of the small things i didn't notice until now of my short stay in the house.. I saw him limp.. I saw him have a bandaged up arm and never once wear a complete tank top like old times.. I also saw him care for me more than he cares for himself..
But now here i am..
Staring my own mistakes in the mirror..
I've cause this..
Its all my fault..
All down to the room, and the ulterior motive.." P-PORRIM! "
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