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𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝: rogersgreasegun

{edited}

"𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴 𝚆𝙴 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿 𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙰𝙽𝚈"
-𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗒; 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘳

there are a lot of people in this world that show real in things, either if it's a magic trick, a secret that has the truth to be told, or emotions. there are a lot of people who can show things that aren't real either if it's the illusion of your imagination, a plain 'ol tattoo to seem cool, or also emotions. but in the end people would automatically assume it's real because that's just how it works in this world right?

it was another plain day at xavier's school for the gifted. it was the middle of spring. the sunny and flowers glowing with happiness and was every smile inside the school, but that was until rain happened. but it wasn't physically, it was mentally and only she could feel it. it's been happening for a few weeks now and she didn't understand where it was coming from. it's like one day she woke up and didn't feel the regular spark of happiness she felt all the time, it was like the flame was slowly dying and eventually it just turned dark.

y/n was always the happiest, even when she was having a bad day, she didn't let it mess with her emotionally. she learned to get over it after she understood the situations. there would be a smile on her face everyday, and would wave at everyone who greeted her. you could say she was the shiniest needle in the hay stack. keyword: was. can't even see her now.

she sat at the lunch table, with jean who's was rambling on and on about what her and scott did this week.
"—and then he took me out to the movies and we watched-hey are you listening?" jean stopped when she seen y/n zoned off staring at her plate as she played with the food. "hm? yeah...i just—.....what movie did you guys see?" she asked trying to get on the level jean supposedly wanted her to be on. jean's face had a confused look on it as she realized y/n wasn't being...y/n.

"what's been up with you lately?" she asked her best friend. "umm i don't know actually...i've just been feeling down these past few weeks that all" she mumbled with sadness in her voice. jean pursed her lips before saying,

"you're going to be fine. you're just having a bad day, everyone goes through this at some point, it'll ware off" she told her giving her a smile. y/n let out a silent huff as jean went back to talked about her and scott's relationship. 'thanks for the wise words, j' y/n sarcastically thanked in her head and she muted jean out.

when the day was over and night fall came, y/n rushed to her room after finishing stacking up books in the library, where she volunteered three days a week to help out the librarian. she closed the door to her room, and leaned against the door, letting out a shaky breath.

"what the fuck" she cursed at herself throwing her backpack on the floor and plopping on her bed and tears came to her eyes. she was getting tired of the feeling in her chest and she finally had enough of it.

during that time, a boy walked past her room going towards his as he heard the loud thud of her backpack hitting the ground. he slowed down his walking, as he heard muffled words coming from he room.

"what the hell is wrong with—come on are you kidding me?!" he heard the girl yell and a sniffle follow after. he took a step closer and softly knocked on the door. "y/n?" he called leaning his head onto the cold wood. he didn't hear a reply, only small cries. he twisted the door knob, slowly opening the door letting small creaking noises come out getting her attention.

"warren" she whimpered his name immediately wanting nothing more but to be with someone. he closed the door and rushed over to her. sitting beside her on the bed and pulled her body into his, rubbing her head. he could feel his shirt getting wet from her tears as she crumbled into pieces.

"y/n, what's wrong? please talk to me" he spoke to her. he's been seeing her around school this whole time and clearly seen something was wrong with her. her appearance was slowly dulling as she wasn't dressing up anymore and was just wearing her pajamas or random shirts. her hair used to be styled and shiny but it was going lifeless and it would either just be badly brushed or in a low bun. seeing y/n around school and in class with the saddest look on her face wasn't making warren happy.

y/n let out small noises as she wanted to talk. she wanted to say something, so bad but she didn't know where to start, and she was scared that warren would just say the same thing jean told her today. 'everything is going to be fine' and that 'it'll ware off'

"it hurts...it hurts so bad" she finally let out. "what hurts?" he pushed trying to get something else out of her. "...everything. everything hurts and i don't know how to stop it" she looked at him. her eyes full of tears and her face was glistening from wet tears. the sight broke his heart. knowing that the happiest girl he knew in this entire school was feeling this way.

"i-i don't know what to do. i feel like i'm not good enough for everyone, not even my best friends, but i want to keep a smile on my face because that's what people see me as, they see me as the girl that's always smiling but they don't know that it fake, and they don't know how i feel and i didn't want to say anything about it cause i didn't want to make them feel this way either" more tears fell from her eyes with each word she said.
"and then when i tried to tell jean about it...she just blew it off like she didn't care at all and it made me want to keep everything from of other people even more and i-i don't know what to do!"

"i know y/n. i know how much it hurts," he stated truthfully knowing exactly how she felt since he's been through this more than once. he would have these kinds episodes every other two months and luckily y/n help him out of it during his first week here.

"and it's going to be a pain in the ass, but i promise that i'll be here with you through all of this and i won't leave your side. i'm not going to let you feel this way any longer. you are good for us. too good to be honest . you know how many times a day i hear a little kid talk about how they want to be you? y/n you inspire lives in this school....you're good for me and i want you to be happy and i want to keep you company and i want to make you happy again...do you trust me?" he comfortingly rubbed her arms. she blinked, letting out the last few tears she had and closed her eyes. she then hugged him once more but tighter not wanting his presence to leave.

"i trust you"