Ice
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"Felix, she's just going to turn you dark. Please, let me help." I said and his eyes looked upset for a second before they just turned blank again. "I don't need your help. I don't need you, I'm happy with Crimson, you were the one who didn't complete your job." He said and I was taken aback. It sounded so real, like Felix was actually saying it, it seemed as though talking to a Felix that wasn't Felix was harder than I could've ever imagined. "No you're not. She's forcing you to do this. Felix look at me, this isn't you. Please, don't let her control you." I said, my voice was now pleading and Felix's eyes seemed to grow tired, he looked at me with such sadness and tiredness that it broke me. I felt tears falling down my face. He raised his hand and wiped away one of my tears. "She's not. I choose her. I don't love you." He said and I took a step back, the tears falling out of my eyes seemed to betray me. "This isn't you. I know you Felix." I said and his eyes turned dark and my heart seemed to fall apart. I couldn't do this. "You don't know me Scarlett, you never did. You were so concerned about all your problems, you couldn't help me if you even tried." He said and I felt as though the wind had been knocked out of me as I hit the wall and slowly sunk down. "Felix, please remember me. Remember us. We can do this, remember our promise? We wouldn't let anything separate us?" I said, my breath seemed to be knocked out of my lungs as I looked at his blank expression. I was out of energy, I was trying so hard to save a boy that couldn't be saved, I felt as though I had failed him. "Scarlett. Stop trying to save someone who doesn't need saving." He said and with the last bit of fight in me I jumped up on my toes and kissed him.
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He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

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