divide

in disbelief

Type hung his head,gritting his teeth, his body was pushed to the wall, hands palms face down behind him. He was fuming. Why am i here? Why did krit bring me here?
I dont want to talk.
Krit had his back to the door with his arms over his chest watching type fume.
"We need to talk half breed."
Type looked to the side.
"I don't have anything to say." He huffed in anger.
Type really didn't want to talk to Krit, he didn't want to be near any vampires for that matter.
"I was going to stay out of this, however i feel guilty befriending tharn for his mother."
Types heart sank, he gritted his teeth harder trying not to cry after hearing his name. After a moment, he composed himself.
"Look, i don't care. Move."
Krit shook his head.
Type gulped in frustration.
"Why did you act in that way and say those things that day?"
"Krit. This has nothing to do with you. Leave me alone."
Type then tried to do about this stupid vampire.
Krit then stepped forward to put his hand to the side of types head making him lean his head to the wall, staring at him in anger.
"Listen to me half breed. You are killing tharns soul. Don't you care?"
Types eyes narrowed.
"Corpses like you don't have a soul."
A growl erupted in krits chest.
We maybe death but I do believe we take a soul, for you to have gone out with tharn how could you say such a thing. What is wrong with you half breed?
It made type put his mouth in a hard line.
Moments passed has they glared to one another.
Krit then rolled his eyes to then break the silence.
"Tharn fell in love with you and after everything he did for you that day you say that. Maybe you never felt anything for him. I think tharn is better off."
Types eyes widen in disbelieve krit would say such a thing to him.
"What in the hell are you talking about? He did nothing! Only thing he did was kept quiet and allowed his father to hurt me! I almost told him..."
Then he hung his head again has emotions he hadent felt for a long time tried to resurface, it made his heart hurt.
What is this vampire going on about? He didn't do anything!
Krit peered his eyes down to over hear his heart and the way it was beating, he heard that from his half breed from time to time.
"You love him don't you?"
Type looked back up in anger.
"The hell i do!"
Krit smiled.
"You can lie to me all you want, your heart says different."
Half breeds and humans, they think they can lie to us, your hearts and how they beat tell us exactly what we need to know.
Type furrowed his eyes in anger.
I don't care what my heart is doing! That son of a bitch didn't do anything for us and.... ugh! Fuck!
Then he brought his hands up pushing krit hard on the chest making him step back.
"My heart is an organ, nothing more. I am done talking to you!"
He tried to leave once more but krit with his speed pushed him to the wall a bit hard, putting his hand to his face squeezing it, he put his other hand on types chest to hold him there.
Type put both his hands on krits arm that held his face.
He breathed heavily looking at krit in anger.
"Now you listen to me! I will never be pushed by a half breed when i am trying to help!"
"Who asked you! Let go!"
"You say he didn't do anything that day, however have you've ever wondered why i and his mother had been there when you entered?"
Types eyes darted in confusion. He didn't think of that day it was painful.
Krit rolled his eyes.
"Your kind are idiots."
Type furrowed his eye brows.
"Type. Tharn texted me asking for my and his mother help Even though he hates her."
Types eyes widen in dis believe. His body relaxed and so did krits. Krit leaned back staring down at him who hung his head, eyes darting.
"You...your...your lying. He...."
Then a memory shot in his head.
It was when kusa had type outside, they were waiting for tharn to come out of the car. Was that what he was doing?
Type started too hyperventilate.
Krit put his hand on his shoulder looking to him confused.
Tharn had helped! He did do something for them? Maybe he really did love him. Type squeezed his eyes shut while he's heart started to pound.
"Are... are you okay?"
Then type started to take relaxing calming breathes.
Type had been so stupid. Tharn texted the one person in this world he hated the most for them.
He couldn't hold back, type started to cry.
Krit took a step back eyeing him.
"I'm a fucking moron." He choked out.
"Your kind usually are."
Type closed his eyes rattled by this realization.
"You...you told me i was killing his soul?"
"Mmm. There's a medication that they made. For anomalies to stop feeling emotions. If tharn stays on it for too long they can stop feeling anything and they will be like the rest of our kind. His father started it but tharn is staying with it. Thus why i am talking to you."
Type flinched.
"There's nothing i can do. I know his father..."
Krit put his hand under types chin making him look up.
"If you truly love him you will find a way."
Then krit left him alone.
Type slide down the wall.
He stared forward, dazed.
"Tharn helped. Tharn said he loved you and You threw your relationship to the wolves."
Type brought his knees to his chest, he wrapped his arms around them to let the tears fall.
"I'm the cold heartless bastard!"