#defectiv

“    what,   no surprise party?    i’m   hurt  ––   “      a bitter laugh falls from traitorous lips,   tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip as the younger brother rolls his eyes.     they were in his territory now,   and he found the way jesse clung to the normie’s side   a bit pathetic.     “  don’t tell me you two are     an item    now,   “     his voice alludes faux surprise,   a hand covering his mouth only to   sell the act   that much more.     a flash of a smile,    an evil grin spared just for him.    they may have   the same blood   running through their veins  ––   but elias would never see him as a brother again.      “   you just couldn’t   wait   until i was gone,  huh?     you always wanted the same things as me . . .  but jesse  ––   you could do    so much better.   “

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it felt different  ––   for once,   she didn’t feel like she was waiting for the other shoe to drop.    she felt like she was able to    let her guard down    for just a moment and not regret it.   they’ve already explored  the possibility of something intimate,   but it became clear to them quite quickly that it wasn’t what they were after.    their pieces fit together,    just not in that way.     it doesn’t change her demeanor or how zarah feels  ––   he’s her best friend,   her soulmate.     at the end of the day,  that’s what mattered.    that’s what she knew to be true.     in her room  (  to which he’s been the only one who’s been in  )  there’s music playing softly in the background,    a speaker she found after arriving at the fringe.      for a moment everything around them disappeared . . .  they weren’t trying to find a way to survive or stop the elite,  they weren’t broken souls trying to figure everything out   ––    they were just two people,   swaying gently to the music that surrounded them.     “  you’re not bad at this,  “  she murmurs,   her head moving from his shoulder to look up at him.    “  you’re gonna make someone   real happy   someday,  “   she teases.    it was hard to think about   ––   the idea of falling in love with someone else.    it just didn’t seem like a reality for the brunette,   but not because of him.    she has always been her own worst enemy.

how i feel about them !!!!! cannot be explained !!!!! but here i am DEEPLY INVESTED

“   it’s  ‘cause  you  are ,  “      the brunette bites back,     jaw clenched tight as she sits across from the woman.     she doesn’t know   why she’s come here    or what she expected from her.    the last time   one of them   were in the fringe was to infiltrate the system and find out secrets to use to their own advantage. the last time     one of them     were here,  they were ripping her heart out and making it look like it was her own fault from the very beginning.    (   maybe someday she’d stop believing this to be the truth.   )        leaning back,   zarah exhales sharply before pursing her lips together.     “  why are you here?    and spare me the bullshit . . .  i don’t need to hear a sob story.   “

Hael frowned as she crossed out another name on her tablet. She looked up as a pregnant woman and child passed by. A faint look of sadness then longing appearing on her face before disappearing. “It’s obvious you’re not used to collecting. We can take a break if you want.” She sighed turning to take a look at her companion.