"I'm not gonna pity you, Doll." He replies with monotone threaded throughout his voice. His reply actually surprised you, and you sneak a peek at him to see he was paying attention to whatever lied out the window instead of you. Turning your head back to the white wonderland, you clear your throat.
"Okay."
<---/ / /--->
You had an O.K. life. You had a good job with a good boss, a quaint, cozy apartment, and a good childhood, from what you can remember. But then it all changed so suddenly, when he arrived. Covered in scars, both fresh and new, you ended up taking him in to heal, despite what he was. You saved him.
Your life seemed to continue afterwards. You made new friends, had a crush, but slowly you realize that everything eventually crashes down and you only get hurt. Citizens are being massacred by some unknown individual who may or may not be a friend, family members suddenly show up on your doorstep and everyone moves to live in your supposed inherited house, and then you find out your father is alive and in some secret group called the A.R.P. It all really started because of Cronus, because you decided to save him.
But through everything, in the end you both realize that you've only got each other. You both get closer, but then the worst comes again.
Will Cronus be able to save your life once more? Or will one of you die trying to save the other?
Who can you really trust among the others? Who is deceiving who, and is it someone on the inside or the outside?
Will everyone survive and get to safety? Will people die because of you?
In the end, the answers were never what you would have expected.
"How can Cupid... how could you be so cruel?" I curse lowly. Who could have imagined something like this happening to me?
It had been so long since everything happened, but somehow the pain in my heart never left. The memories starts to flashback into my mind as I start to process what is happening in front of me, and why my past heartbreaks are all gathered at the same place.
Nightmare, my childhood friend and first love. My first ever heartbreak. I tend to find him in everyone I have loved. He was cold and unpredictable but he was also warm and considerate at times... He was complicated but I loved all of him.
Error, the one I chased over and one I was not willing to give up. He stood up from the rest and gave color to my world. All my poems were dedicated to him and him alone.
Dust, possibly my other half. He felt like my soulmate. Everything about him made me feel like we were meant for each other. We shared the same interests about everything but I was wrong about one thing. We didn't share the same feelings. His heart belonged to my best friend.
Killer, a flirty guy who people often rumored as the playboy. Most girls had fallen in love with his charm and personality. I was one of those unfortunate ones who fell right into his trap. But I... I saw something in him that other people couldn't see; there was something beneath those sweet grins.
Horror. My comfort. My home. The one who filled the gap. The one who I think of every little nice thing. I love him so much to the point where I feel like the pain that would come with it would be worse than death. It had to be avoided.
Cross. I was always drawn into him. He was my best-est friend. The one who I can count on everytime. The shoulder I can lean to when needed. The one who made me feel like I am the best thing that ever happened in his life. He was perfect while I am just... me.
So why did I have to see them again? Why now? Love is not something I want to go through again... never again. <\3