Chapter eight.

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Cause i am fragile, and you know this. - Hollow, Tori Kelly.

Evelyn.

Empty.

I felt empty, yet full.

I was full of emptiness.

Like a dark, deep hole had swallowed me to where sadness is preserved. And my chest hurt, almost with every breath i take.

I am like an ocean of unspoken words. And feelings. Untouched feelings. Its like i have all the exact words to describe my mixed up sadness, but I have no ink to write my words, or the voice to speak my heart out, to pour out my emotions. I just have the void. To scream out until no voice is left inside me, to cry, until there are not enough tears for me to shed, but all this goes into the void, where no one listens. Where no one is there to help.

Where there's nothing. (A/N: dayum son. That's some deep shit i wrote man)

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I tossed and turned in my bed, sleep repelling my eyes. My mind raced, i found it hard to sleep.

I got unnecessary, depressing flashbacks.

Just thinking about sleepless nights when i was a kid, i remember my father used to come and lie down next to me, playing with my hair until i fell asleep, surrounded by his scent. Reassuring me that i'm safe.

Silent tears rolled down my cheeks as if telling me that i'm weak. Helpless. Useless. Guilty.

Guilty. Cause if it wasn't for me, he would've been alive.

My bedroom door creaked open slowly, silently, but i didn't care if anyone saw me like this. Didn't they know, the person's demons, the person's weaknesses, haunts them in the middle of the night?

A tall, muscular figure towered me, and I immediately recognized Zachary. I wiped my tears, suddenly -finally- exhaustion washed over me.

"Zachary," i breathed. "What are you doing up this late?"

"Princess," completely ignoring my question, he hoarsely said. "What's wrong?"

I sniffled and wiped my tears, but it didn't stop the tears at all.

He crouched to my eye level, cupping my face, he gently brushed his thumb, wiping my tears, leaving a trace of sparks behind.

"What happened?" He asked.

"My father died because of me," i sobbed.

"No, no -why would you say that? You were at school the day it happened," Zachary frowned.

I nodded, and i told him how i persuaded my parents to leave town for their anniversary and how if it weren't for my idea, they would be fine.

After telling him the whole thing, he shook his head and said, "you didn't force them to go, you just persuaded them. And you didn't know this would happen, right?"

"I guess," i mumbled, lazily rubbing my eyes.

"Now go to sleep," he smiled before standing up.

I stood up too, facing him, and before he left, i caught him by his arm.

"Zach," i called and he stiffened before turning around.

"Yes, princess?"

I blushed involuntarily, the shrugged it off -trying to convince myself that it doesn't mean that he likes me, just because he called me that.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulder to hug him, i expected him to just embrace me like every time. But this time, he crushed me into a real hug, a tight one. I inhaled his scent and immediately relaxed.

Coming out of my trance, i felt the heat burning my cheek as i pulled back.

"Thanks for being such a good friend, Zachary, really," i smiled.

He returned my smile with a tight smile, then he came forward and planted a lingering kiss on my cheek.

"Anything to see you smile, princess."

Can he stop giving me unnecessary butterflies?

He then kissed my nose, saying, "go to sleep."

With that, he left the room.

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A/N

I'm sorry for disappearing, i'm sorry this is short.

And i really don't know where i'm going with this story tbh😂

SORRY AGAIN.

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