32 texts and 5 missed calls in the past ten minutes. Deuce was getting worried sick and was approaching the line of panic. His girlfriend had been ignoring him since the incident at school on Friday. 38 texts and 8 missed calls in the past twelve minutes. Please answer. 40 texts and 10 missed calls in the past twenty minutes. "Hello?" Deuce froze and his breath hitched in the back of his throat as he finally heard the line connect and a low voice laced with a beautiful touch of a middle eastern accent answer. Thank God. He finally let go of the air he was holding captive in his lungs. "Cleo, please don't hang up. I need to talk to you. I need to understand what's going on." The green eyed boy pleaded as he ran his hand through his "hair". The line was silent. "..okay." Cleo finally answered after a brief moment of consideration. "Babe you know that you can always come to me with your problems, I'm always here to listen. I love knowing what's going on in that beautiful mind of yours. Please indulge me. Don't be afraid, I just want to hear you voice." Deuce choked out hoping she wouldn't hang up. A faint sob came across the phone. "Deuce I.." more tears. "I can't take it anymore. I'm always so paranoid that you are going to realize my faults and leave me for some else, someone better, who isn't broken like me. I'm always so scared that you won't think I'm so pretty when other girls come around. I get so worried and I get worked up and I spiral. God. And now I've talked so much that you probably want me to shut up." Cleo spoke a million miles an hour and felt light headed when she stopped for a breath, tears still dancing on her cheeks. "Baby, I know you are broken. I know you have faults. I've seen how your dad talks to you, how he treats you, how you are expected to act. I am so sorry your life is filled with all this anxiety, but I have a secret." He lowered his voice "I love you. I love your faults. If you look, beauty radiates from them. I've seen you broken pieces and I love that you trust me enough to pick them up and put you back together. I love you. Everything about you, and so much more. You have absolutely nothing to worry about because there is not a single person anywhere on this earth that is as amazing as you are. You aren't perfect, but I wouldn't have you any other way because you are absolutely beautiful." More tears. But this time they were accompanied by a smile and a small giggle. "You promise?" "Cross my heart, hope to die."
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When the Crown Slips- Cleo de Nile X Deuce Gorgon
FanfictionIt's so tiring being perfect, only to disappoint. I've been trained since I could to talk to be the most prim and proper princess with the right amount of sass, but I'm tired. I'm broken and I'm hurting, but a princess never shows her subjects that...