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Christine

His hug, like always, soothes me, "Wanna know the funny part?"

"Sure." I focus on the rising and falling of his chest.

"I thought the worst part lately was when Matty told you how I... Like you..." My voices grows distant towards the end, but I don't care anymore.

"I know she did. And I already told you I thought it was adorable."

My cheeks flare up, "Y-You do?" At the time, I only thought he was bluffing or some of some sort like that.

"Yep." He looked me straight in the eyes, his cool blue ones holding my gaze.

"It's just that... Well... Um..." I'm starting to grow flustered, he knows it. He has a huge smile painted on his face, "You're the first person to ever really care... That isn't family I mean. And uh... I-I guess..." I give up on trying to formulate proper sentences and explanations.

His smile grows wider and even more sly as the moments pass, "Wanna know something funny?"

"Uh, sure..." I have no idea where this is going, so I just stare into his calming eyes.

"I love you too." My breathing hitches for a moment, the spur of the moment left me frozen in shock. He just admitted to something I never thought he would say...

He runs his hand through my hair, I carefully watch his movements. I glance back to his face, his smile big and bright. He leans in, and presses his soft, warm lips against my cold cracked ones, planting a kiss. My face turns completely red, but I don't push him off. I embrace the kiss, letting him hold me for the duration of it.

Although it was nothing like a Disney Princess first kiss, it sure felt just as magical. A weight had been lifted from my chest, and joy replaced it. His warm kiss filled the holes in my heart that had been aching for the longest time. For the first time, in a very long time, I felt loved. It felt like someone cared. I felt like crying, not tears of sadness, but joy and relief. I finally had found something to make me feel again and be happy. Finally, after the hours after making the incisions in my skin, I regret it. I have found a better solution to my problem.

Roy is the missing puzzle piece I have so desperately needed.

Roy

When I had kissed Christine, I surprised myself. I never thought I'd really do it. The question had floated around in my mind, but I never found an answer. All I did was find excuses or examples but never the truth. However, now... I know that I love Christine. It makes all my actions make more sense. Something about her, had me become attracted and now I'm addicted.

The kiss warmed my heart. I had been stone cold for so long. The last time I ever felt love, or gave love, was when my sister was still around. Now, I know that I have someone I care dearly about, and they -I hope- will reflect those feelings back upon me. We may not be the prettiest couple, but we certainly are the most genuine. We aren't fakes, or cheaters, or anything.

We are just two broken people, that have found a way to fit together. We're outcasts, that have found multiple similarities between us. We are two people, from broken childhoods, broken family's, broken lives, and found love. I am proud of that. I am happy with that.

Christine is what I have been missing my entire life.

Christine

Roy releases me, but still keeps me close. I'll gladly take it. I snuggle into him, finding myself realizing that I love everything about him that I know. Its funny to look back and see how I was terrified of him, but at least now that is changed. I found someone I can lean on. I smile, and close my eyes. Even with happiness nearly seeping out of me, a few tears slip out. I can't tell what emotion they represent.

"We can't have you cry now." Roy says with a little bit of a teasing tone. He wipes away my tears that chose to fall, he doesn't notice it but my smile widens a tad. After a day of hell crashing down on me and my guardian angel saving me, I'm tired. That's why it is no surprise when I fall asleep. I fell asleep while listening to the rythm of his heart beat and his breathing.

I didn't dream of darkness, or nightmares. I didn't scream. I dreamt of Roy's smiling face staring into my own.

Sorry for such a short chapter! I just didn't want to keep you guys waiting and I really was eager for this part. WOO THEY FINALLY KISS! *Fangirling may ensue* Anyway, this just means we are either toward the end of this story, or halfway through. I have to decide whether to cut some things out or leave them in. I'll most likely leave them in, since I love putting in as much detail as I can, and work from there.

Oh! And, I'll be writing a few spin off chapters too. So look forward to that!

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