The Weight of the World

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Of course it's him

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Of course it's him....

He saw me leaving the cafeteria in a hurry. I saw him smiling at one of his friends, but it faltered when he saw me shaking from fear. He got up from his table in a flash, running behind me. I was breathing heavily and I was crying my eyes out. He couldn't see my face and I liked it like that. 

Yeah because you looked like someone stole your kitty. 

Then I felt myself being pulled into the janitor's closet. The very same janitor's closet Atlas pulled me in when we made out that one time. He often pulls me in here. It's our safe space, even though it is a small enclosed closet filled with cleaning supplies. I shrieked from how nervous I was. Atlas was so close to me. He looked at me with worry, and his light blue eyes seemed to get lighter in the moment. I looked at his eyes and I felt safe. 

He gently grabbed on to my waist and pulled me closer to him, which I didn't think was possible. Atlas looked into my eyes with so much worry and concern. I stayed there for a minute. He used his thumb to wipe away the tears streaming down my face. When I sniffed, he had a hurt grimace on his face.


I didn't know, but I hate to hear the sound of her sniffle

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I didn't know, but I hate to hear the sound of her sniffle. It sounds so small and helpless.  I would literally do anything to never hear that sound again. She was breathing intensely when we first got into the closet, but now it is much more relaxed and controlled. 

However, she is still shaking and scared. And that alone, pisses me off. I can tell she is scared because she screamed when I pulled her in the closet. Serena doesn't scare that easily. Especially because she knew that I had a tendency to do that. I didn't want to upset her, but I had to know what had her so shaken. 

When she initially came to school she was sad, but she wasn't like this. Something bad happened and I will be damned if I let it happen again. 

"Baby?" I asked, placing my hand under chin and tilting it to look up at me. Her eyes automatically locked with mine. I was glad because now I can tell if she's lying to me or not. "What happened?"

I was trying not to sound upset or tense. Even though, I was both. As I said, I would be very upset if she were to cry. 

I pressed a small kiss against her forehead, which seemed to make her uncomfortable. I tried to avoid the hurt expression that was on my face. I had to understand her discomfort and make her feel better. After recovering from my kiss she slowly started.... 

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