Is This How It Goes?

Chapter 7

Trien's POV

I'm blinded by light when i come to. Where am i? I look around and i recognize my room as it appears in front of me. I'm all alone and last night floods into my memory. My hands are on my face as I take slow, deep breaths to calm my frantic nerves.

I realize it's Saturday when Tempest breaks the peaceful but all-consuming silence, "Hey Trien! The twins are here! They need to talk to you about something!"

"Ok! Be right there!" I shout. My feet hit the ground as I race to my slippers, not prepared for the cold ground.

I make my way out of the room and to our little living room area. Akkolias waves to me. She is the nicer twin and more open twon. Akoria is also nice but she doesn't seem to like me all that much. I don't know why though.

"Hey Akkolias. Hey Akoria. How are y'all?" I greet.

"I'm doing fine. So, there is a party tonight at our place tonight and we were wondering if you'd come." Akkolias replies, getting right to the point.

"Um...it depends.... Who all is gonna be there and what is the theme?" I counter.

Suddenly, Akoria is shoving a flyer into my hands. I read it over and nod in agreement.

"We'll be there!" Tempest chirps.

They leave and i flop down on the couch as what i just agreed to comes crashing down. My gaze goes blurry as i realize that i'm gonna see Mireya there. She's gonna be there where i have to hurt her. I hurt her. And i'm gonna do it again. I'm gonna have to do it again. Tears spill. I reach up to try and wipe them away before Tempest sees. But, he has always had a sixth sense for this.

Tempest fills my line of sight as i'm engulfed in warmth, my arms automatically going around him. He pulls away and the absence of him makes me a little sad. The couch dips as he sits beside me.

"Hey, hey, hey. Breathe. It'll be ok. You'll be fine." He whispers.

I bob my head and i numbly make my way to my room. It is 12 and the party starts at 6. I flop onto my bed and allow myself 5 seconds of sadness. When the 5 seconds are up, i stand and head to Tempest's room. Our dorm is a two person dorm which is good cause i can't let anyone else see me cry. And Tempest is the only one I truly trust to see me at my best and at my worst.

Knocks ring through the dorm as i hear shuffling on the other side of the door. Tempest opens up and lets me in. I sit on his bed and we talk about nothing important for a few hoirs. When i look up at the clock and read 5 p.m., i get up and head to my room to shower.

After the shower, i search through my clothes and i pick out a normal t-shirt, pants and shoes. I cut little slits into the shirt and let my wings out. Since everyone has already seen my wings, there's no point in trying to hide them.

I walk out and hear someone in the Kitchen. I see Akkolias and Tempest sitting at our table and chatting away. I hear them talking about the party tonight and i ignore them. It's not that i'm not excited for the party, because i am, but i'm not mentally prepared to be mean to Mireya. She is really nice and sweet and cute and she doesn't deserve to be bullied but...it's either she gets hurt or i get hurt and i'm the coward who would pick her getting hurt.

Why does this have to be my life? Why couldn't someone else have been dealt this life?

And then I realise that i am strong enough. I can get through this; it may be hard but I can do it.

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Hey Everyone! How are you? I'm doing okay. 

I'm so sorry for how short and terrible this chapter is but if i'm being honest, i had barely any inspiration for it and it didn't turn out good. I've been trying to write this for THREE DAYS and it didn't work out so i decided to go ahead and publish it and i'll come back in a few weeks and edit this chapter. I will TRY and post next Saturday but i'm not sure how that'll go because this week is going to be really busy for me.

(Hey so I just edited this and made parts of it better so if you haven't read it since the editing, you may want to reread it cause it is way better. It still isn't the best chapter I've written, but I have AP Exams coming up and I'm in sports so I'm trying my best.)

{Date Edited: 20 March 2017}

SotC: Dime si es verdad. (Sorry for the Spanish but the song "El Perdón" by Nicky Jam and Enrique Iglesias is stuck in my head and i'm partially fluent in it so i decided to use that. The Lyrics translate to "Tell me if it's true")

Until Next Time,

Mytho Out!