Silence ✔️

• Twenty-Nine

Are you really letting jealousy consume you like this? All because you were stupid enough to not tell a girl you loved her?

Pathetic.

"Shut up," Link mumbled, voice cracking in the process.

A voice in the back of his head stopped speaking so cryptically to him. Link stopped just before he could run out into the open roads, staring at the headlights of the cars that zoomed by. The lights could have blinded him if he decided to continue looking. Some of the children in the cars stared at him strangely, most likely wondering why a teenager like him was standing out in the muddy, rainy weather, wearing an expensive outfit.

Before rushing across the street that divided the school from everything else, Link looked both ways before crossing. A childish rule he had always lived by, and now, he would not mind if he did not follow it. However, he crossed the street safely, and then the depths of his mind began to crawl at him again.

Link cursed himself for overreacting like so again. This always happened, no matter the circumstance. He always tried to find a way to become jealous of something or someone, and it was one of his qualities he hated the most about himself.

He continued to demean himself. He was being selfish and taking everything for granted. And he knew that this was the case, because his life was swell, compared to anyone else dealing with similar problems of his. He was blessed with a kind family, a wonderful (yet rambunctious) little sister, trustworthy friends, a comfortable roof over his head, all the writing utensils and games he could want in the world, food on the table, and so much more. Yet, he was taking that all for granted; how selfish.

The mind works differently for those who are strong and those who are weaker in the head.

Snapping back into reality, Link found himself standing at entrance of the school's park. It wasn't familiar at all to him upon first sight, but after glancing at the swing set and one of the benches, perched underneath a tree, he remembered something. Hanging out with Zelda here in their freshmen year of high school.

Things were better, then. They weren't good, but they were better.

Link stopped walking, collapsing to the ground with shaky hands and pupils almost the size of a grain. His hands were covered in the rainwater that lingered on the sidewalk, and that harsh rain pounded against his back.

What was going on with him? He had never broken down this badly before. It was just a simple incident, and here he was, contemplating over whether his life was worth it or not.

But was it really? He only had a small amount of friends friends and his family members. The public eye saw that as pathetic as he did. He got angry easily, snapped often, broke down at the slightest disturbances in his life, turned others away too easily, annoyed people...

Getting upset over such trivial things was so stupid, but he couldn't help it.

Link heard footsteps clattering on the sidewalks behind him, but he didn't dare to turn around. A warm hand tried to reach out and hold his own, fingertips only brushing against his hand, but then falling to the wet grounds.

Whoever was behind him began to weep, falling to their knees as they did so. This alerted Link a little bit, now curious about the person who decided to cry behind him.

When he did turn around, he was shocked (or maybe not that shocked) to see Zelda Harkinian kneeling there. Hands covering her entire face and small cries emitting from her lips, she didn't move her knees away from the ground.