Glitch | CHENRY [DISCONTINUED]

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*Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes.*

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Why am I so afraid to lose you
when you're not even mine?
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Charlotte's POV

"What do you mean we should end our friendship?" I asked slowly.

He wasn't saying what I think he was, was he?

"What I mean is, my presence is only making your condition worse. I'm practically killing you." Henry sighed.

"You didn't choose to be my soulmate. You did nothing wrong."

"Charlotte..." Henry rose from the couch and walked towards the monitors.

"No, I'm not letting you do this. You're not going to leave me." I stated, surprised at my own stern tone.

"I-"

"No, you know I'm having a hard time right now. All I need is my best friend in the whole wide world by my side, and yet here he is trying to end this friendship like he doesn't even care. You know what, Henry? You always do this. You run from everything when times get tough. You face anything head on, instead you pass things on for someone else to deal with." I vented.

"Please."

"This isn't some storybook when everything works out in the end. This is real life. I'm a Glitch. An error in the code of life. I'm going to die." I continued.

"Stop." Henry whispered.

"You don't think I wish I can be like you and keep on living life without a care in the freaking world? I can't. I have to worry and wonder if I'll even wake up tomorrow morning. I have worry that-"

"STOP!" Henry shouted.

We both stood staring at each other. I was panting heavily while Henry had a woeful look on his face.

"You think I have no worries? I'm always worried for you. I love you yo death, Char. You know that. I wish we could live worry-free. I wish we could grow old into our nineties together, just like we said. But of course, life had to get in the way. You can degrade me all you want, but what you're not going to do is stand there and say I don't care." Henry exclaimed.

He sat down in the chair. It was silent for what felt like an eternity. Finally, I spoke.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

H

enry sighed again.

"Come here." He said.

I made my way over to him. He grabbed my wrist, pulling me down to sit in his lap. (plATONICALLY I SWEAR🥺)

Before I knew it, tears began to fall. I placed my face in Henry's neck while he rubbed my back.

"I'm just so scared." I finally admitted.

"It's okay to be scared."

We sat there, me crying while Henry rubbed my back in soothing circles. My cries subsided after a while. The only sound to be heard was the creak of the chair under our weight and my shaky breathes. It was a piece of peace in our tumultuous lives. I raised my face from his neck to rest it on his shoulder. I caught sight of my wrist. The dark cursive ink seemingly mocked me. It made me think of my 16th birthday that only a few short months ago. The day that was supposed to be joyous and gleeful, was the day my life turned upside down.

Sorry for the short chapter. I've been preparing for university and my life has been a mess and hectic. I really wanted to get a chapter out for you guys, though. I promise it'll be a longer chapter next time!