"You're so pretty..."
I whispered still holding her small palm against my cheek.
"If only you knew how much my heart aches for your love..."
I kept my eyes closed.
"If only you weren't so scared of me. If only I wasn't so scary."
My voice sort of made a small crack in between my whispers.
"Maybe one day I will find someone just like you"
I hoped for nothing.
"Beautiful...small...kind..."
I put her hand in mine and started scanning it playing with her fingers.
"Smart...short...careless...."
I kept whispering on and on about all the endless perfections this small cute creature had in front of me.
"That brights up my day by only walking in the room..."
I sigh and then look at her before hearing footsteps.
I look at the doors before back at her.
She can lose her job like this and I don't want her to lose it, technically i don't want her to leave me.
I looked back at her. But she looked so cute and calm.
My hand slowly reached over to her shoulder lightly shaking her.
"Princess....princess please wake up..."
I whispered and heard her small hum while she started opening her eyes yawning at the same time.
It was the most beautiful sight.
"Yes?..."
Her voice sort of raspy she looked at me with her eyes half closed.
"Someone is coming..."
I whispered as the footsteps got closer and closer.
Panicking she sat up and took her file.
I could tell she was still very tired.
"Young bro"
Ethan looked down at me.
I could hear her exhale of relief when she saw him.
Probably thinking it was Albert or some officer walking around.
"You will let him steal what's yours?"
I looked at him intimidating.
"Why did you come?"
He rolled his eyes
"With an attitude?"
I let go off her hand.
"I didn't come to see you"
He said simply looking over and y/n.
"You didn't come to see her either"
I said and stood on both of my legs crossing my arms and even behind the bars I looked taller than him.
"Just let me speak to the girl"
I could hear her little feet touching the ground and getting up.
I looked back at her
"Look it will be one second Gray I will get back ok?"
She sighed.
"No you cant speak with him"
I said it in more sad voice than intimidating.
"Please don't"
I begged cause I knew what was going down.
"Just a second gray I promise"
She opened the doors and shut them before I could take her arm.
He looked at me with a smirk on his face.
I took a hold of the bars looking at them both walking a bit further from my cell.
My mind went static my eyes widening at the realization.
That's my brother.
He is tearing me apart.
I could see their mouth moving but I couldn't hear them.
"You're about to lose someone that prevents me from losing your own self in this careless world"
He spoke and this was one of those times I actually agreed with him.
"I know..."
I whispered, when I saw her giggle I shook the bars a little.
She looked back at me and her smile faded.
I looked deep into her beautiful y/e/c eyes disappointed.
She knew what he did and yet there he is tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear making her giggle.
"You think he is next after you're out of this stupid cell?"
"I cant do that...he is my brother"
My grip around the bars got loosened up.
"He was my happiness..."
I exhaled heavily looking away from her eyes and rubbing my face before sitting down.
After some moments I heard her feet quickly jog over to my doors and open them.
"Its fine. You can leave."
I said looking at the wall in front of me not at her.
"But we didn't finish.."
"We never started"
I simply stated.
"Gray...?"
She whispered
"Are you mad at me?"
She asked softly.
"...leave"
I whispered looking up at her with my hair covering the other eye.
Y/n's p.o.v
I was surprised by his actions but the next morning I came I was even more surprised.
He didn't want to talk.
I was sitting there beside him waiting for him to at least look at me.
But there he was staring at the wall blankly.
His hair the same way it was yesterday.
I was afraid to do anything.
Afraid he would get angry.
Afraid I would fuck up again.
I know what his brother did.
Yet I managed to hurt him like that.
He is so emotional. It's like his heart is made out of pure glass.
I am not even allowed to break it, not giving myself such a permission to do so.
He is too good to have another broken heart.
I looked at my hands then at his then up at him and licked my cheek a little stating silent.
