anxiety

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as thomas and joan were laughing over something which i didn't pay attention to, i decided to leave them, seeing prince glare at me once more, to my amusement before i returned to the mind palace.

i was about to get to my corner when i felt two hands on my shoulders and i was turned around to be met with the grinning face of morality. "yes?" i grunt, "you smiled at roman!" he squeals.

"i-i was only smirking, not...not anything, obviously..." i stammer, did...did they see? were they there?

"i can tell you're blushing under all that white foundation!" he grins before letting me be alone again.

i turn around, my eyes wide and down on the ground. wait...am i really blushing?

as i reach my designated area, i ponder as i slouch down and sit, i think i am blushing. i rise a hand to my cheek, it's really warm. i take a small mirror out of my pocket, looking at myself, a light pink shade under the foundation.

why am i so pink? all i did was smirk at roman, no, no, i only smirked at Prince, not Roman. i hear a conversation, i hear prince's voice too.

"you should go-" logic's voice cuts off, "but he doesn't-" prince adds on. "it's for the best" logic whispers to him though i can over hear him.

i hear footsteps. "anxiety, i just want to tell you...i don't hate you as much as i appear to".

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