the storm inside | kitty (boyxboy)

10 | Confrontations

"Ty, please don't ignore me, please," Kit pleaded. "What did I do wrong? Tell me, I won't do it again, I swear."

Ty didn't even look at him. Instead, he put on his headphones, shutting out everything and everyone. Even Kit.

Kit got mad. He pulled Ty's headphones off and threw them onto the floor. It didn't sustain any visible damage, but the effect worked and Ty glared up, anger blazing in his eyes.

"What in the name of Raziel did you do that for?"

"Don't ignore me, Ty. I can't take it anymore!" yelled Kit, pulling at his golden curls. "What in the name of the dumb Raziel did I do?"

"You want to know, Christopher?" Ty stood up menacingly. That scared Kit. Ty rarely, if not never, said his full name. "You want to know?"

Kit didn't show his fear. "Yeah, damn right I want to know! I want to know why I'm being ignored, I want to know what I did that pissed you off so much, I want to know why you're shutting me out!"

"Well, why should I tell you? You never tell me anything," snapped Ty. "You didn't tell me that you bought that damn potion, you didn't tell me that you knew plenty of spells, you didn't tell me any damn plan that you had in mind. Why, then, in the name of all logical beings in the world, should I tell you anything at all?"

Kit was taken aback. It had never occurred to him that it bothered Ty that he went to the Shadow Market without Ty or researched late at night without telling Ty a thing. Well, of course it did, you jackass. Ty involves you in everything and you went to screw it up.

"I—I'm sorry." Kit's head hung low. "I didn't think of that."

"Of course, you didn't," said Ty, exasperated. "Because I simply don't matter enough to you. Because, as I previously mentioned, I'm weird and freaky and repulsive. Of course, Kit, why was I so foolish as to think you didn't think so?"

"I'm sorry I hurt you," Kit mumbled. "But whatever I did, I just wanted to protect you. I didn't know I neglected your feelings. I'm sorry, Ty, I am."

Ty shook his head.

"I thought you were different," said Ty quietly. "I really did. Guess I was wrong."

No.

No, no, no.

Ty said he was wrong. Ty was never wrong. Never, never, never.

Kit had hurt Ty to the point where Ty admitted that he was wrong. No—he didn't admit it. It wasn't an admission, because Ty was wrong. Kit was different.

Wasn't he?

Ty stalked to the door, slamming it behind him.

Kit tumbled to his knees, clutching Ty's headphones, a single, delicate tear falling with him. Ty's words echoed in his head.

He hadn't known what heartbreak was. People described it, sure, but he never really experienced it. Because he never loved.

It was his legs giving out under him. Him sinking against a wall. The ache in his chest until it was too tight to breathe and it was hot and cold and numb and he felt nothing. Suddenly it came rushing up to him, but still he didn't know how exactly it felt.

Then he knew with an excruciating pain that it felt simply like Ty.

Love is magic, they said. 

But magic is an illusion.

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