She was so angry, her family didn't deserve what they got, her innocent little siblings, they were shot, on their foreheads, as she remembered the horrible sight, she felt like pulling the whole world down and breaking it into pieces, she was sad, angry, frustrated...and confused...what was their offence, she was confused, so confused...they were innocent...
Betty stood up from her bed and walked towards her window, looking outside, she said with determination and certainty,
" They will pay!, they will all pay for all what they've done!, they'll surely pay!!!".
They weren't supposed to matter to each other. And they certainly weren't supposed to need each other. Yet here they were, tangled in something neither of them knew how to name. Their connection had crept up on them slowly, like shadows stretching at sunset, until it was impossible to deny.
But now, it was all getting messy. People had started to notice, the whispered warnings, the veiled looks, the interference that threatened to tear them apart before they even had the chance to figure out what they were becoming.
And that was the problem, wasn't it? They weren't just chasing each other, they were running from everything trying to keep them apart.