UNFIT Royal (Short Story)

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"I think I know why." A voice sounded from directly behind me.

I realized that, what I thought was a wall, was not a wall.

Something just clicked, and I ran in the same direction as Athena.

I got a good head start, before he began to chase me. I turned a corner really quickly and ran into the library.

I ran to the farthest table in the corner, and shrunk down.

Then the library door opened, and I heard the lock click.

'Are you kidding me right now?' I thought to myself, and rolled my eyes.

"Come out, Ebonie. I know you are in here. You used to hide here when we were kids. And if I'm correct you are behind the farthest table in the corner."

"Shit." I mumbled a little to loudly, causing Malcolm to chuckle.

I stood up, dusting off my dress.

I can not bare looking him the eyes, so I kept them trained at the floor as I made my way to the door.

"Hello, Malcolm. I must be going now." My eyes trained at the floor, as my hand reached for the lock.

Malcolm swiftly grabbed my hand, pulling me away from the door and all the way to the back of the library.

I struggled the entire time, but still he wouldn't budge.

Finally, when we reached the back he released me, but I could not find a way to maneuver around him.

"You have barely spoken to me this whole day that I've been back. We used to be very close when we were younger, but today you brush me off as if I'm some mere acquaintance what happened?"

I could only look at him, the boy I knew was no longer a boy,but a man.

But the girl he knew was no longer a girl, but a woman. As well as soon to be queen.

I knew not the the answer he wished to hear from me, so I continued to look at him.

"Ebonie, what's wrong?" He asked, taking my hand in his as he tried to look intently into my eyes as I was void of all emotion toward him.

I took my hand from his swiftly and began playing with my hands.

For many moments more did he just stare at me waiting for me to speak, and all I could do is offer him silence.

Obviously, tired of waiting for me to speak, he began to run his hands through his head. He did that a lot when we were children, and he was frustrated or upset.

He had an exasperated look on his face, before yelling at me, "What have I done to deserve this silence? I remember, myself being nothing but good to you. Why will you not speak to me? I rather you say something than nothing, Ebonie. Please."

I felt my anger quaking within me, that young girl that he left hurt all those years ago was threatening to resurface. But I have to control her, and quickly, because the future queen can not have a break down before she is officially crowned.

I quickly blinked back my tears, but my body was shaking. "You have just asked me almost every question I asked myself when I was a girl, and you left me without a letter or responding to one of mine. I know you got them, and I know you read them. Yet, you never responded. So, why should I to you now?" I seethed pushing him back, so I can leave freely.

"Ebonie, I'm trying to make things right!" He exclaimed, as he stalked after me.

"No, you are trying to ease your guilt!" I finally raised my voice to match his. "But you do not get to go on, and be happy. You were my best friend, the one I trusted most, and you left without a goodbye or even a response to the letters I wrote. I wrote to you for one year! ONE ENTIRE YEAR! Do you know how I felt, how I worried about you?" Then the tears began to fall.

His eyes softened, and he began to walk towards me. He was in arm distance, when I slowly backed away from him.

I wiped my own tears and pulled myself together, when he stopped his advance toward me.

"No, you do not have the right to comfort me anymore. You have no right to even speak to me. You are a selfish person, and..."

"I am not selfish!" He exclaimed, cutting me off.

"Silence! You are so selfish, you left because your mother died. Did you forget you had a younger brother, who needed his older brother to console him? Or did you forget that I knew your mother as well, I mourned her as you did? You abandoned me, not mention your brother when he needed you most. YOUR grief trumped everyone else's, YOUR pain, YOU left because YOU couldn't handle it. But what of your brother? He hurt same as you did, even more! He may have forgiven your outright selfishness, but I will never." I said, looking him directly in his eyes with all the raw emotion I once felt.

I waited for him to speak, but I had left him profoundly speechless.

"So, to your answer earlier question that is to what you have done to deserve my silence. My silence is an appropriate response from what I have been given from you these past years."

I walked to the door, and I couldn't stop the words that I told myself I would never say aloud. The reason being if I ever did it would make how I felt then real, and what he did hurt worse.

"I realized a long time ago, why your abandonment hurt me so." I looked at the door, unlocking it before I continued.

"It hurt me so because I loved you before I truly knew what love is. But do not worry, I love you no longer. I abandoned that love as you abandoned me, long ago."

With that I walked out of the room, not giving him a chance to respond because I know I can not possibly handle what he was to say to me.

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Hello,

So, I was reading through the past chapters and I realized I need to go back fix my grammar and language throughout certain parts.

But I would like to thank @thanikies for reading and voting on all of my chapters so far. It really means a lot that someone likes my story, and is taking time to vote. So thanks I appreciate you a lot!

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