Vermillion's Cub

"I...I don't want to be alone anymore." His smile fell, his eyes blinking at me in confustion.

I bite my lip feeling it tremble as I think about all the events that lead up to this, "I'm tired of not having anyone on my side. I'm always at fault and I know it will always be my fault, but... every time I think I'm doing good, I'm reminded how wrong I really am, I'm reminded that no one really cares." I'm reminded that I'm just a bargaining chip, and I'm reminded that I'm a political tool, only taken in to ease someone's guilt, nothing more, everything less. Not a lot of people tried to hide it in the capital, even those outside of the capital would treat me the same way if they knew who I was. I feel my eyes tear up as I continue, "I'm tired of trying to please everyone. I will never win because I don't have anyone who cares to fight with me."