Winter's Faith | Ongoing

32 | The Reveal

Tell me every terrible thing you ever did,
And let me love you anyway.

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"What are we doing here Sky?"

I looked at Sky - who was walking beside me - as we made our way through the snow covered path, to the swings in the park like we used to as kids.

The only difference was back then, we had a lot of talk about. But now, we walked in silence.

"What are you doing at home Faith?" Sky retorted with a tired sigh.

I closed my eyes, knowing a long speech was coming up.

But I wasn't in the mood for it. The hollow feeling in my chest threatening to tear me up from the inside.

I didn't say anything as I sat on one of the swing, and Sky sat - with his legs on either side of the wooden piece - on the swing so he was facing me.

"I know the cycle," he chided, looking at me softly. "You'll blame yourself for the longest. Then the panic attacks, finally followed by the pain of everything that has happened."

I looked at him, desperately trying to stop the tears from following, and he took my gloved hand in his. "You can't just lock yourself in your room, and push everyone away."

"Sky, I don't-" I tried to speak but I had no idea what I was suppose to say. "I can't -" I once more cut myself off, as I collected myself.

Breathing into my mittens, I finally started, "A few days ago I realized that I'm capable of liking someone. And I chickened out from confessing."

Sky looked uncomfortable talking to me about my feelings, and that too with Roman. But he was the one that wanted to talk.

Sighing, I continued, "And then I see the smallest ray of hope that he might just like me back, and you drop a bombshell on me."

Sky seemed guilty, and that made me feel even worse.

"How am I suppose to look at him and not think about what you told me?" I asked, because I was entirely lost.

My brother shrugged. "Then don't look at him," he suggested hopefully.

Even with my vision blurring from unshed tears, I rolled my eyes at him. "That's not how it works Sky," I sniffled.

"Roman. He-" I huffed. "He hates the guy responsible for putting his best friend in a coma."

I tried to convey to him just how deeply routed this problem was. Feeling like my heart was going to come out, I shook my head.

"Sure he has the fucked up version of what happened. And maybe he won't hate the guy when he finds out what actually happened, but what if he-"

I stopped myself.

What if he still does hate him?

What if he hates me?

That is pretty much the only thought that has been eating me up since Sky and Heath sat me and Arden down, the night of the Christmas eve, and explained how they knew Roman.

That's the thought that made me lock myself up in the room on Christmas.

And that's why our house has had a depressed vibe even three days after Christmas while the whole world rejoiced.

Letting a single tear slip away, I questioned, "How am I suppose to tell him, that I'm the sister of the guy, who put his best friend in a coma?"

"What?"

My entire body froze, and a shuddering breath left my parted lips. I watched as Sky's eyes widen by the fraction, while looking at something behind me.

Excruciatingly slowly, I turned in my spot and gasped, as I took in the form of the guy who had been haunting me for so long.

His hazel eyes showed betrayal, his eyes shifting from me to my brother.

"Roman," I breathed out, but my voice went past him, as he glared at Sky.

"You," he spat, taking purposeful steps towards us, and Sky quickly got up.

Sky held his hands up as he got between me and Roman. "Dude just hear -"

Though the latter didn't give Sky the chance to explain.

Roman landed the first punch, causing Sky to stagger back in shock. And before my brother could recover, Roman went in for a second.

I was out of my place in a second, and tried to stop them.

But Sky was quicker, and held Roman's fist before it made contact.  Instead, he pushed Roman back with full force.

Roman was about to charge again, when London came out of nowhere and tried to restrain his brother. "Rome. Rome, calm the fuck down."

I looked at them, and my gazed filtered over to Paris and Penelope, who appeared beside them, before I turned around to my own brother.

"Sky," I gasped, watching his left eye swelling up. My breathe started becoming shallower, as I tried to make sense of what had happened.

I was confused on whether I should attend my brother first, or the raging guy I had feeling for.

In a moment of weakness I looked back at Roman, only to find him looking at me already as he struggled.

"And you," Roman pointed at me, and I flinched at the venom in his voice.

"Roman, I was-"

"Shut up," he snapped and I staggered into Sky's arms as Roman finally wiggled out of London's grasp, but made no attempt to come closer.

"I trusted you. I fucking let you in," he screamed, gripping his hair but words refused to come to my mind.

"And this is what you do to me? You knew and fucking played me," he accused.

I shook my head to deny his allegations, but he turned on his back and started rushing away.

"Roman," Paris started, as she tried to stop him but he only swatted her hand away. "Roman calm down," His brother shouted behind him, but he had already walked too far.

With one last look my way, the two siblings ran after their baby brother, leaving me in the arms of my brother, and a girl - who looked at my brother with a look of betrayal of her own.

"Penelope," Sky called out  as he tried to walk to her, but she held her hand up, causing him to halt in his steps.

"No Sky," she sobbed, shaking her head. "I think I've seen enough."

With that she turned out and ran away, while all I could do was cripple to the ground, as my brother whispered words of comfort in my ear that did me no good.

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