The Collision of Two worlds

Eliza

I don't know when I woke up... to be honest I didn't care. I got up and changed into a red hoodie and black jeans. I was feeling a bit depressed so I decided to go to the park. When I got there I went to the swings again. I start to swing. As I swing I try to forget what Rey said yesterday. "All villains deserve to die," it made me sorta sad. I start to cry. I really thought I could trust him. He knew what had happened to me... he knew my pain, yet he yelled at me. I was sort of afraid yesterday because he was using a harsh tone ,but as a villain I can't show feelings. My mom used to use a harsh tone... when she was hurting me. I was sobbing real hard. I hide my ears and tail. Then I hear footsteps approaching me ,so I sob quietly. "Hey Eliza," I hear Rey say. I ball my hands into fists. "What do you want," I say harshly. "I...I," he says cautiously , "I...want to apologize." I look up and his eyes meet mine. When he sees the tears ,his eyes start to get sad. "I..I didn't...mean to make you cry," he says regretfully. I look back at the ground. "I...I'm sorry," he says apologetically. "Sorry for what," I say , "sorry that...that you yelled at me. Sorry that you made me cry. Sorry that you reminded me of my mother?" "I...I didn't mean to.... I was just mad," he says trying to reason with me. " I was mad too ,but I didn't say that every hero should die...or did I?" "You didn't I was just... please forgive me I...I," he became quiet , "I don't want to lose you too." "Lose me," I thought , "is he afraid to lose me ... even though we just met. "Please just forgive me," he says as he slowly walks away. This is when I realize Aaron was with him too. I felt a tug at my chest. I didn't know what this feeling was ,but it was suspicious. I took a deep breath, stood up, walked to him and tugged on his sleeve. This made him turn around. "You aren't going to lose me," I say, "I'll forgive you... but you have to promise me one thing." "Ok...what is it," he asks curiously. "Tell me what your job is," I ask. He seems surprised at my demand. "I...I...," he stutters , "my job is..."