Free Me From My Chains (ClassMare)

Confessions

Nightmare had spent every available moment around Classic. The skeleton was a bright light in his world, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. It was intoxicating. Each hour felt like mere seconds. There was never a dull moment around Classic. For once his life had seemed normal, worth holding onto.  But he was no fool. He was more than aware nothing lasts forever, no matter how many wishes one makes. No matter how many sacrifices were made. Everything would undoubtedly come to an end in the foreseeable future.

A month after Classic's party had passed, Nightmare found himself pacing the halls as worry flooded his figure. Error had been nearby, aware of the stress suffocating Nightmare's being. Having ones brother, an enemy of the kingdom, seek a visit to the old home left Nightmare in disarray. There was a broken relationship between the brothers that would never be mended unless both sought the outcome. Even though the relationship was fragmented, it wasn't Nightmare's only problem. He truly cared for Classic, but his brother would doubt his feelings. In Dream's eyes, he was heartless. The thought made him sick.

He had been rambling for minutes before Error broke his trance. He glanced toward the glitchy skeleton, sadness and worry pressed deep. It broke Error's heart seeing his king so lost at what to do. He was aware, just like the other's, that Nightmare had fallen in love for their new housemate. It was rarely hidden. Killer had objected the idea, but the poking and prodding finally convinced him. Even so, Error could the conflict on what to do involving Classic. He feared putting him into danger, but didn't want to hide him.

"Come now Nightmare, take a seat. Pacing and stressing will do nothing but make you older. Relax for even a moment to clear your head and truly think up an idea." Nightmare remained silent as he took the advice. He seemed to relax slightly as the cushions embraced him. His eyes remained sad, filled with uncertainty. 

"I don't know what I'm to do Error... I fear showing my brother I can love someone. Showing my weakness to my enemy." Error nodded slightly as he too, took a seat.

"I understand your worry my king, but sometimes those you hold dear are not meant to remain in the dark. Protecting them is your duty, but not isolating them. He is safe here and has shown he cares for you, so what is there to worry about? Take my advice, don't keep him hidden. His past is built on hiding from the world. You offered him a better home, so let him be free." There was a long pause as Nightmare felt his soul sting as tears raced to his eyes. His body shook slightly as panic hit him.

"You don't understand Error. My brother would go to any length to see me fall. There is no longer a bond among the two of us. He wishes my death. Just as I; his. Only one kingdom can stand in the end, you know that." 

"Even if I know, does not mean I do not seek a better outcome. I'm sure Classic would agree. Nothing is set in stone." Nightmare sighed low as he leaned back in his seat. His mind was in shambles and his soul was pained. He was lost and didn't know which route to go. One wrong choice could cost the game. In the world, war was simply chess. The smarter and stronger came out on top.

The room had remained lonely as Error said nothing. Nightmare took the silence to search through his choices. He wanted to show Classic to the world. To admire his beauty. Classic was perfect in his eyes, but Nightmare was far from it. They were opposites and the thought of their happiness would seem fake to any onlooker. Nightmare was simply a heartless King. He knew not of love. Only hate. Only death. But they didn't know him truly. They knew his mask, his false self. He was simply two sides, all connected to the same coin.

Error had been about to rise from his seat when a gentle knock echoed into the room. Both males glanced up to find Classic in the doorway, a soft smile formed on delicate features. The sight of Classic eased the king as he offered Classic to enter. Obeying, he hurried to the seat beside Nightmare. He jumped onto the cushions before he leaned into Nightmare, large hands pressing lightly to a pure white skull. Blue flower petals, all different shades, accented the skeletons features.