#clariqueenzz

Im so sorry this has been in my inbox for 30 years, life has been beating me with a big stick. This is an amazing idea and I completely butchered it, i cannot say sorry enough.

With shaking hands you clutched the edge of the desk forsupport. Something physical to ground you in this surreal and horrifyingmoment. Surely this had to be some nightmare. You’d wake up any minute now inher warm embrace and her kisses would chase the bad dreams away. But theminutes passed and the reality of the situation made the bile rise higher andhigher and you felt like you were going to throw up. In hindsight you shouldhave pieced this together sooner. Had you let love blind you or were you justthat oblivious? After the loss of the favela- the loss of people you knew andloved- Symmetra had been your unwavering support. Through the anger and thesorrow and the guilt she had been by your side to comfort you all the whilehiding the fact that blood was on her hands. As the world crashed around youthere came a soft knock at the door.

“Is everything alright my dear?” Satya asked softly, herhead peeking around the door. “We’re running four minutes late. Are you ready?”

You let out a bitter laugh. The thoughts of dinner had longsince left your mind. Especially now you were struggling to keep your lunchdown.

“Were you ever going to tell me?” you whispered.

“Excuse me?”

“I asked were you ever going to fucking tell me?!” youscreamed. You grabbed the framed picture of the two of you and flung it. Theglass exploded as it collided with the wall just inches from her. “Tell methat you had a hand in that explosion. That you’re a fucking terrorist, Satya!”

Tears rolled down your cheeks and you struggled to controlyour breathing as though there was something crushing your chest. Confusionturned to fear for Satya when it dawned on her that her sins had caught up onher. She rushed to you, glass crunching beneath her feet as she crossed theroom. Her hands had barely grazed your arms and you roughly pushed her away. Shestumbled back, her heart racing. The hatred that burned in your eyes broke herheart. No no no this couldn’t be happening. She couldn’t lose you.

“My love, you’ve jumped to the wrong conclusion. I was justinstructed to find information, I had no idea that there were explosives-“

“I don’t care if you knew then. I care that you knew thiswhole time that Vishkar were involved and you said nothing! You could have given me answers, helped me get justice,but you just kept me blind.”

“I just wanted to protect you.”

“Don’t you dare pretend this was for my benefit! This wasall for you.”

“For us, my darling.You were already hurting how could I bear to bring you more pain?”

You shook your head in disbelief and pushed past her, a sobbursting past your quaking lips.

“You’re welcome to your secrets and your lies, Satya,” you toldher softly, tossing some belongings into a bag, “I hope they make you veryhappy. I hope they keep you warm at night because I certainly won’t be.”

“(Y/N) please, just speak to me I can explain.”

“You have had months to explain and didn’t say anything. So youcan have your silence. You don’t have to explain anything to me because I neverwant to hear your voice again.”

“Please, I am so sorry. Don’t throw this all away-“

; happy birthday to Orochimaru!

Come, let’s begin tailoring.

Come, sleep.

; the sinner of sloth.