Lying to others will show your colors. Lying to yourself will block your truth. What happens when that is revealed?
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#1 - sadromance 7/12/2020
THESE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE. Original creator belongs to Horikoshi.
🌼𝔹𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕀𝕃𝕚𝕖𝕕🌼 Word Count: 1,952 Warnings: Profanity, Angst, Blood, Anger, Sadness Information: Things are becoming more sad!
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We sat on the hill of flowers, enjoying the breeze that ran through our skin. I hate flowers, but this moment was too peaceful to screw up. But soon things would start to go downhill. I close my eyes, the sun setting its light in my face. My chest hurts so much, I clench my teeth and try not to think about the coiling pain.
"Why'd you want to hangout today?" you asked me. I look towards you and you were gazing off into the sunset. I didn't know how to answer. My heart was starting to beat rapidly. I couldn't feel it but I could feel my chest well up with anxiety. "I just... find it odd,"
"Why?" I ask. I couldn't help it, it's just what came out of my mouth. I was running on autopilot at this point. My chest started to flare and I smelled the distinct scent of flowers. The ones I'm so used to smelling every night before bed. They hurt to breath in, and I hate how it smells. It's so pungent; the smell makes my head hurt. My eyes water and become bloodshot.
You look towards me. Your face was no longer smiling, but sad. Your lips lifted upward, it was small but that wasn't exactly a smile, it was more of a frown. "You hate me," your eyes close for a second too long before you open them. They were glossy and and your breath was shaky.
"Deku," I wanted to explain more. I wanted to hurt you because what you said made me mad. It was true though, which is why it hurt to hear. But I shouldn't be feeling hurt. It just made me more pissed.
"You know what... forget I asked. It was stupid. Let's just—"
"Deku!" you look at me. "What type of fucking question was that?"
"I said forget about it,"
I grab your arm and you fearfully stare into my eyes. "What the hell. Why are you asking me that?!"
"Because... you're never this nice. I can't even remember the last time we hung out like this."
"I'm trying," I snarled. I let go of you and you rub your arm. I clench my teeth, knowing my grip must have been painful.
"I just don't understand. You've been acting different lately. Why?" I turn to you. You looked concern but you weren't expecting me to actually answer.
"It doesn't matter! You were right, these questions are stupid," I huffed. You chuckled and I turned towards you. You seemed mad, and I didn't know why, which only proves how one tracked minded I am. You were already getting on my nerves. I started to think hanging out that day was a bad idea.
"For once... I'm only right once?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I'm never right when it comes with you. You are always better, smarter, stronger. I just don't understand your motives,"
