We all need a friend (StevenxSpinel)<Discontinued, remake in process>

Empty...

FUCK!

NO- It's still five minutes away from being the fifth day of not updating in my time zone, I am technically posting today! Here- I got so bored reading my own content that I fell asleep many times in editing, I'm sure I looked over it all but if I kept restarting every time I fell asleep I REALLY wouldn't get anywhere.

-=Steven's Living room==
-=Steven/Spinel=-

A week. It's been a week since the Dendrite incident and Steven had only just started using his right arm at full capacity three days ago as Dr.Maheswaran had suggested, though the injury was the last thing on his mind for the past seven days.

First there was Citrine: one of the first real friends he made on homeworld... only to become his first experience with death like that. He knew that much was also affecting Spinel...well that's what he believed. Spinel had still been feeling horrible; a empty husk of who she was becoming since she met Steven and while she felt bad about the Citrine situation this was for a different reason. She knew it was probably silly, that she should just try and give the situation time so she could feel better, but she couldn't rid herself of this pain.

It confused her. She hadn't felt anything like this before. Even when Pink abandoned her it was a clear mix of anger and sadness...but this was different. In the beginning, she just felt light blows of it whenever Steven would mention that they were just friends, and that they were nothing more than that...but after she admitted her feelings like that due to the emotional state of fear and worry that she was in, only for him to not even hear any of it and go right back to insisting they were just friends...well it hurt a lot more.

She couldn't figure it out; he said this all the time and it never got this bad, but for some reason, even though she knew he didn't hear her...he seemingly never even thought twice about any feelings of love...that's what this was...true unrequited love...she felt empty and yet full of pain, she could hardly find the energy required to get up and move around

She read about this feeling once in one of his books, alway thinking that it was over exaggerated for the sake of good writing but now that she was feeling it first hand, she realized that it wasn't a lie in the slightest, if anything it felt worse than how they wrote it, but it hurt so much that not even the explanation she was giving felt comparable to how she really felt. Nevertheless, the pink gem wore a smile around her half human friend, he had too much to deal with as it was, she didn't want him worrying about her issue that she would never even dare to tell him of all people about in the first place.

There was one person who was able to help her feel somewhat better, but she was still stuck with this feeling. Nevertheless, she was somewhat happy that she was able to connect with someone else over the feeling of unrequited love.

-=Two Days Ago=-
-=Spinel=-

The usually happy gem looked down on the teenager who was sleeping peacefully in his bed. It had been five days since the pain began, this being the only time that she could show her true emotions without him finding out or being curious about her unusual lack of presence.

Spinel has begun leaving the room in the middle of the night, knowing he would always be there when she came back every time, so tonight she deciding to make her way onto the deteriorating hand of the temple for some time alone.

She looked over to the full moon and sat down against the washing machine that was sitting up there, pulling her legs to her chest before resting her forehead on her knees and letting the tears flow. Crying felt good, it helped her temporarily confront the hurt that was in her without needing to tell anyone these pesky and private feelings.