𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 ᵉᵛᵃⁿ ʳᵒˢⁱᵉʳ

⭒۟ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡
a girl full of hatred for her pureblood family and a boy too proud for his own good cross paths ۟⭒

She was like the moon. She shone bright, but no one else seemed to notice since she seemed so spiteful and condescending. She was the brightest im the night sky, but he called it loneliness. He was like the sun. He was bright to everyone,everyone noticed. It was impossible not to. Although his heart was full of darkness and impurities, his smile hid it well, too well. It was even so painfully obvious to her just how spectacular he was. She despised it, and he thought she was pathetic even if he admired her at times. It was mutual pure loathing.

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'Dont tell me... 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞,' he laughs and grins, that idiotic grin, the first time he was grinning, at me,

'Of course not...don't flatter..dom't flatter yourself, Rosier..' her voice trails off, faltering, more delicate than it ever were so,

She wasn't the best liar at time, they both knew,

He knew she was lying, from the way her voice shakes, stumbles and lies before him, but he thought, it'd be best for them, no for her, if he were to light out that pathetic fire of hope in her heart.

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'Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it?

Isn't it delicate?

Sometimes, when i wonder when you're asleep,

Are you ever dreaming of me?

Sometimes, when i look into your eyes,

I pretend you're mine all the damn time'

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Evanrosierxoc

Warnings!
Language
Violence
Trauma

This may contain mildly triggering topics.

Started-11/02/2024
Finished-??/??/??