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『 chapter xlvii : C(OLD) ONES. 』
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BACK TO THE IDES OF MARCH, JUNE THOUGHT they should change it to the Ides of May — or June, even, no pun there — because Julius Caesar was long dead and it was her doomed day that was coming. But June wouldn't think about that now. She had been thinking of that for months and months and years and a lifetime before that. Right now, she was alive. She didn't want to spend the last days of her life mourning the fact that she had to give the spirits back the little one she had growing in her stomach. No, she didn't want to tell anyone else what they don't want to hear. So she just pretended, smiled at Jacob's face whenever he looked longingly at Star and Jared and the excited whispers they shared when the topic of their unborn child cane up. It should hurt, June realized, it should hurt more than she was willing to admit and willing to cry out. She can't look in in Jacob's eyes and tell him, puppy, I'm gonna tell you something you don't want to hear. If she did, she'd cry and hold his hands her hole she said, You're gonna hate me and never look at me the same way again, you're gonna be disgusted and hate me, you'll hate me so much—
She couldn't show if she was hurting either way; she has to smile in the face of the only boy she's ever loved. Loves.
"June," Jacob calls out as he comes out from the bushes, tying the waistband of his shorts.
She turns to him, a smile blossoms on her face as she sees him. "Hey," She responds. He gives her a kiss. "How's the battleground look?"
They stood in the middle of the clearing that was meant to be the staple point of her scent, the newborns already had it engraved in their minds due to Riley breaking in a grabbing her jacket ( which, if she didn't die, she wanted back, because fuck she spent an arm and a leg for that leather coat ) and would stop here once they arrived. She felt weirdly in tune with the earth around her — it's a strange feeling because, only a few weeks ago, she was on the early stages of nurturing life only for her to know better and subsequently leave her not pregnant anymore. Nature tended to turn its back on things like that but it didn't leave her, thankfully, she was gonna need all the willpower and force of the nature around her to get through this fight.
