I guess, I won the "I love you more" Game.

Waiting

Upon the forest floor lie trees of yesteryear, fallen in storms long forgotten. The seasons have been harsh, stripping away the bark and outer layers, yet rendering them all the more beautiful. They have the appearance of driftwood, twisting in patterns that remind me of seaside waves; even the color of the moss is kelp-like.

But those weren't in my mind but it was the person in front of me, her hand was sweaty and intertwine in mine. Her hand fixed perfectly in mine, her long and thin fingers, completing the space left in mine.

The air of silence filled the gap between us, the only thing making a sound was the sounds our footsteps planting into the dirt, little stick and the cute little tip-tap of Kaitlyn's sandal.

My mind was in a state of panic as I thought of every possible situation that came out of this but that was all futile because of the fear thoughts run around in my mind until there was no room for anything else.

I don't know why do I feel like this but I felt scared, worried about what could happen in this short period, concern about what would be the outcome from this, fearing the relationship that I have with her, Kaitlyn, could end in just mere seconds...

This was a situation was almost too familiar for me to like and that before, awaken the awful side of me that I didn't even know existed inside. Those dreadful thoughts looped my mind like a CD, it's awful music playing on repeat to torment all over again.

I just wanted to run away and leave everything the way it is but I know that if I were to do that would I be truly happy? Knowing that people I knew would suffer because of my selfish desire, knowing the people around would have to keep this fake facade just to satisfy my greed for this fictitious friendship we have and aware that everything isn't really genuine. Those dreadful type of thoughts clouded my mind and slowly raking my already beaten feelings.

I try to think everything will be okay, keeping all these feelings all bottled up just so I couldn't bother anyone, but I'm anxious. It comes as an electrical storm in my brain that, quite honestly, is painful. It's different from a headache and it feels the same as intense sorrow, perhaps as a sort of frozen panic with nowhere to go.

My train of thought was abruptly stopped because of my chin hitting something.

Kaitlyn: "Ouch." She let out a cute yelp as she rubbed the back of her head.

Though I felt the stung of the pain, but that was quickly replaced with the feeling of concern for Kaitlyn. My hands tried to hold and pat the back of her hair but I managed to stop myself, afraid of making things even worse.

The pink strands of her hair fluttered to the side as her majestic face showed itself into my peripheral vision. Her eyes were slightly wet as her lips slightly tremble with both of her hands at the back of her head.

The sight of this triggered something inside my brain I don't know why but the feeling of wanting to protect her overwhelmed my mind.

(Y/N): "Eh ah—. Uhm—. A-are you alright?" My hands frantically flail in front of me.

Kaitlyn: " I-I'm fine." She then down her hands back down though her lips were protruded into a pout.

I tried to apologize but was interrupted by the rustling sound of the bushes behind her. I immediately thought for the worse and sprung into action, pulling Kaitlyn back by the arm and unconsciously reaching for the handle of my sword on my waist but I soon realize that I left my weapon back at Beacon.

I cursed at myself for thinking I won't need it in here. 

The bushes continue to rustle ominously, I squinted my eyes since the only light came from the broken moon and then I could feel Kaitlyn tugging the hems of my jacket.