thirty one

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chapter thirty one: "you shouldn't stare at the moon, she's shy"

chapter thirty one: "you shouldn't stare at the moon, she's shy"

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Hands grasped tightly onto the edge of the white shiny coffin as my honey eyes closed as I took a single breath

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Hands grasped tightly onto the edge of the white shiny coffin as my honey eyes closed as I took a single breath.

Talking to Zero's parents was harder than I originally thought. They didn't even get the closure they deserved. They believed him to be a heartless villain. The court ruled that what happened wasn't to be spoken about. Zero remained the villain in the eyes of the public.

The conversation went like this.

"Didn't expect you to show, after all he has done to you and your friends." His father comforted his crying wife, my heart was aching that I couldn't give them the closure they deserved. To tell them he was always innocent this whole entire time and it was my father that twisted his deepest desires and played on them. 

"He was my friend. That's the memory I choose to remember him by." I uttered out with a small smile as my hands clenched in the pockets of my black trench coat. My mind flickering back to the small on his face before he faded away from existence.

"I'm so sorry." His mother weeped as her eyes settled onto the bandage on my head from the fight. My healing properties have been weak ever since. Nobody knew why. Yet.

"It wasn't him. He didn't harm me once, it was another villain." That was as close to the truth I could give because it wasn't him, it was technically my father.

Honey eyes glancing around the room, it was close to empty...he deserved to have his truth shared. A frown settled onto my lips, glancing towards his coffin. Katsuki stood there staring at a childhood picture of me and Zero. He turned to meet my gaze, I looked away.

"Hey." Hand resting on my shoulder which would have normally made me jump but the voice relaxed me.

"You good?" Bringing myself up from my leaning position, making his hand drop, turning to face his crimson eyes, black silk tie against a black short sleeved shirt with matching black trousers. In front of me stood the crimson eyed boy.

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