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🐝 * ― 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑾𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ i won't apologize for the way i chose to survive. ❜ ❛ i won't ask you to love me. ❜ ❛ i won't be another thing you ruin and walk away from. ❜ ❛ i won't be here when you finally decide you need me. ❜ ❛ i won't be the reason for you to stay. ❜ ❛ i won't be your second choice anymore. ❜ ❛ i won't forgive you just because you finally feel guilty. ❜ ❛ i won't hold you back anymore. ❜ ❛ i won't keep setting myself on fire just to keep you warm. ❜ ❛ i won't let myself hope for you again. ❜ ❛ i won't let you do this alone. ❜ ❛ i won't let you turn this around on me. ❜ ❛ i won't make it so easy for you this time. ❜ ❛ i won't tell you when i miss you. ❜ ❛ i won't wait forever just because you're scared. ❜ ❛ won't you at least say goodbye this time? ❜ ❛ won't you be lonely without me? ❜ ❛ won't you be sorry for once? ❜ ❛ won't you look for me when i'm gone? ❜ ❛ won't you miss being loved like that? ❜ ❛ won't you miss me? ❜ ❛ won't you regret this when it's too late? ❜ ❛ won't you remember that i tried? ❜ ❛ won't you tell me what i did wrong? ❜ ❛ won't you wish you had said something kinder? ❜ ❛ won't you wish you had stayed? ❜ ❛ won't you wonder what could have been? ❜ ❛ you won't admit that you hurt me because then you'd have to care. ❜ ❛ you won't be able to fix this so easily. ❜ ❛ you won't be the reason for me to stay. ❜ ❛ you won't even look at me anymore. ❜ ❛ you won't find me waiting for you ever again. ❜ ❛ you won't get another chance. ❜ ❛ you won't get to break me twice. ❜ ❛ you won't have to worry about losing me anymore. you already did. ❜ ❛ you won't keep using my love against me. ❜ ❛ you won't know what to do with yourself when i stop needing you. ❜ ❛ you won't remember this the way i will. ❜ ❛ you won't say it, but i know you blame me. ❜ ❛ you won't understand what you lost until i'm gone. ❜
Nimue's thumb smoothed over the back of Sebastian's hand gently, taking the squeeze as a sign that keeping ahold of his hand was fine, for the moment. "I know you are. That you're doing all of this for Anne. I know how important she is to you." Perhaps she didn't know the specifics, but she could tell the depths, more or less. "And I'll do anything I can to help her for you." She didn't know Anne, not really, not beyond brief encounters, but she knew him. That was what mattered.
Brows furrowed, her gaze dropping to their hands. "It's not because of Ominis. He... well, he doesn't say anything that I don't already know or think." After a moment, those big brown eyes flicked back up to Sebastian's. "I grew up around the dark arts in a similar way to him. My father wanted me to use it, too. Problem was, my magic just... didn't develop. I didn't have any signs until shortly before coming to Hogwarts. He thought I was a squib."
˜”*°•. It was the topic that frustrated him most: the Dark Arts. And yet, nothing was inherently evil or good. Nimue herself had attacked and killed poachers using common spells. Was that considered any more moral ? ❝ Then don’t mention it again . ❞ he said, his tone betraying his annoyance. If she already knew he was fine, then what was the point of continuing the conversation ? If she knew why he was doing it, how important success was, then why was she beginning to sound exactly like everyone else ?
He could understand why they were doing it - why both Nimue and Ominis were worried. However, the constant warnings were helping none . If they wanted to save him, then everything they had to do was to stop preventing him and start listening . ❝ Well, he was wrong . You are far from that . ❞ Nimue had proven herself to be an impressive witch. But wasn’t family a tricky thing at times ? ❝ Look… I’ve found something. ❞ He said after a moment of silence, slowly taking his hand away. ❝ But if you are not willing to come with me, it’s fine. I know Ominis won’t . ❞
@thenightmareofyourdrems & starter call / murphy.
"hey!" it's spoken in a whisper-shout, motioning for him to come over towards her. "d'you want some of my sandwich?" a very rare thing for her to share food but... he kinda looks like he needs it. "i can split it in half. you're not allergic to cheese, are you?"
˜”*°•. Life had become a joke . A bunch of children - criminals - put together in the middle of nowhere, expected they could survive . It was really funny. The way they came up with plans, as if they wouldn’t be killed by the barbarians walking this ground. Half the food in this place was poisonous, while the water hid all kinds of monsters. So, when the other offered him food as if it was common, he looked at her curiously. ❝ Thank you ?. ❞ He said kind of unsure . ❝ Why giving it away ? ❞
* open.
“soooo.” her lips pop at the end, fingers tapping against her thighs. she’s itching for some kind of human interaction. it’s been a couple of days and she can feel it in her bones, it feels like there’s an incredible amount of untapped energy within her - making her vibrate and bounce on the spot. “can i touch you?” maybe she should rephrase that. “like - a hug, or a kiss or a hand holding thing.” nailed it!
˜”*°•. An eyebrow arches upon the other’s words. He is simply sitting on the sofa for once bothering none , and yet somehow, it’s almost as if the universe WANTS him to show his darkest colors. So, he just shakes his head, goes back to a more comfortable position, letting out a breath that screams disinterest. ❝ I think I will pass . ❞ He says, before a small, quite snide, smile making it onto his lips.
❝ But I know someone that’d love a bunch of hugs. ❞

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Not So Happily Ever After Sentences, Vol. 5
(Sentences for the aftermath of a broken relationship. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"If you cared about me at all, you wouldn't have left."
"I'm not going to see you anymore, am I?"
"What happens now? Where do we go from here?"
"Telling me that you love me isn't the same as showing me."
"Please refrain from playing with my affections."
"If you leave, you can't come back. You know that, right?"
"This isn't a fairytale."
"Look into my eyes and tell me you don't love me anymore."
"That kiss wasn't me making a move, okay? It was me moving on."
"I love you, but I can't struggle through this with you."
"You're not who I thought you were when I first met you."
"I can't take you back. You know that."
"I don't want to say goodbye."
"Do you still think about me now and then?"
"I don't know if I can be in a relationship with someone who shows such poor judgement."
"We're just two people who are never going to understand each other."
"This world makes no sense when you're not in it."
"It would be wonderful to love you to way you want to be loved, but it's not possible."
"I love what we were - I'm just not sure we're that anymore."
"Sometimes I feel like I don't know who you are anymore."
"You don't see me. You never really did."
"What about all the love that I poured into you?"
"I'm sorry that I wasn't who you wanted me to be. I wasn't who I wanted to be either."
"I know it's too late for excuses, but I'm sorry."
"Here's the thing: any time you say that we're fine, it means that we're not fine."
"What's he got that I've not?"
i would take that as a compliment, she replies, and tyler has to smile from that. just a little. of course she would, he thinks immediately, and for a moment, he lets himself feel his age. feel the almost-normalcy he could've bitten into.
then, the next reply comes. and tyler, he— he stares. unblinking, unfeeling. is he holding up pathetically ? yes, maybe. capri has some sort of thing to prove, and tyler isn't sure how much left in him there is to trust anyone, let alone a saviour-mother archetype.
his stomach feels sick just thinking about it. so he doesn't.
[ text : saved ] still waiting for you to kill me. [ text : saved ] so not sure which spectrum that falls into
he texts, the closest thing he's come to his heart pounding.
he still remembers her, the axe she swung, the target she aimed it at. wednesday who'd tortured him so freely once, who then saved him ? it makes no sense.
[ text : saved ] i do hope you find her
˜”*°•. Many things frustrated her, but nothing bothered her more than not understanding something. And Tyler, these texts … this was why she hated emotions . They were complicated, often going beyond reason. They were a distraction. However, as deeply as she might be hating both the emotions and him, he was still someone that felt familiar. A last drop of normalcy before letting despair collapse her. Enid was nowhere to be found - and she was running out of ideas.
[ Text ] They say good things take the longest.
But would she be able to ever do it ? It was a thought she didn’t let herself ponder for too long - for the answer disgusted her.
[ Text ] Where are you ?
Why did she care ? She wanted to instantly delete the message but before she could, his last text caught her by surprise. For a brief moment, she looked at the screen without pressing a single button .
[ Text ] Why ? Didn’t you want to kill her?
Nimue's nose wrinkled, as it often did when she was reluctantly admitting things. "I've maybe been attacking Ashwinder and poacher camps in my spare time." The maybe wasn't helping lighten it as much as she hoped. "They're already after me, so why not hit them first? Release any beasts or people they've taken along the way." In truth, very little of what Nimue had been doing since coming to Hogwarts could be considered healthy or safe.
Her head lowered a little under his gaze, an animal caught doing something they shouldn't. "I know." The words were breathed out softly. "I just... I don't have time. Or, well, maybe I do." She'd let her gaze drift, focusing on nothing, her tone noticeably quieter. "I just need to do everything right." That was enough of that. No one needed to hear her admitting those sorts of things. So, a smile formed as those doe's eyes of hers returned to Sebastian. "I'll be fine."
˜”*°•. Their lives had both been turned upside down; maybe that was the one thing keeping them together . She had led an ordinary life, only to be ripped away from it and thrown into the chaos of magic and life-threatening enemies. So, no - he couldn’t quite judge her. He was far from the brightest example himself, after all. ❝ You are not invincible. You shouldn’t forget this. ❞ Sure, she possessed a weird kind of powerful magic, however she still had her limits - limits that she apparently seemed to dangerously poke .
At her next words, he let silence linger for a moment. Time was quite a peculiar thing - they were young, didn’t they supposedly have all the time in the world? Well, it rarely felt like this. ❝ Maybe you should try putting some priorities. ❞ He suggested . It’d be better than trying to fit everything into a single day. And yet, it was her remark that got him to look at her curiously. ❝ Why ? ❞ Why did she think she had to do everything perfectly ?
Lips pressed into a thin line as she finally released Sebastian's arm, assured he'd stay put for the moment. Would the Keepers tell them? Us, he'd said, as if he could help convince them, at all. "I don't know. I can keep pushing. Push louder, explain the situation properly. But, they've made it fairly clear, so far, that they won't tell me a thing until I complete their trials. I'm completing them as fast as they'll let me. Even with the threat of Ranrok, they don't seem to be in the biggest hurry." Despite that the thought seemed to worry them.
Nimue's brows knit, arms folding under her bust. There was no reason to hide what she'd seen from Sebastian, despite Fig's caution. Sebastian had proven already that he wasn't going to run off and start talking-- despite the near slip in the Scriptorium. "They seem to all be telling me about Isadora. About how she interacted with ancient magic. It feels like a cautionary tale, but they keep withholding bits til later. I saw that house we went to, outside Feldcroft. The area was suffering a drought. The Keepers came and used ancient magic to bring rain and grow life. Isadora saw them, she was a child. She had a sick brother."
Bit by bit, right? It was a lot of information, but she'd lay it out as best she could. "Then, I saw her at fifteen, when she started Hogwarts. She and Professor Rackham were both like me, late bloomers who could see ancient magic. She wanted to use her magic to influence others' emotions. Rackham told her it was dangerous to mess with human emotion."
Hesitation. That furrow of her brow only deepened. Nimue was still piecing everything together, herself. "Her father, he was suffering. She said he hadn't spoken since her brother had died. She... she took her father's pain out. Pulled it right from his chest. All of the Keepers seemed... well, they seemed horrified. But, I don't know why yet." No, that wasn't entirely true. Her wince at her own words seemed to confirm that.
"The last memory I saw, it was Professor Fitzgerald's. Isadora seemed... well, she seemed almost fanatical? She said she had a way to contain the leftover magic from removing pain. She tried to take pain from Professor Fitzgerald without asking." That wasn't the worst part. The worst part had been Isadora inhaling the magic. But, that wasn't important, right? Not to this. Nimue's head shook.
"Anne doesn't need emotional pain taken away. She needs a curse removed. That's where I think it's different. Isadora was removing things that should exist. People should be able to feel. That's part of being human. A curse is like... like an intruder. It's not supposed to be there, so it shouldn't hurt to remove it." Her hands rose, expecting protest. "I'm not going to do anything without confirming that first, though."
˜”*°•. Could this truly be the answer ? Could Nimue’s ancient magic be the key to breaking the curse ? If these Keepers really did possess the solution, then what exactly were they waiting for ? The whole Wizarding World was supposedly in danger . So, why was completing those trials so important ? It felt irrational . ❝ How long will it take then ? Finishing them ? ❞ He asked - tone betraying an impatience he couldn’t quite contain. If the cure was right there, if there was actually a solution, a way to save Anne, this whole… the Keepers being secretive. Didn’t they realise the harm they were causing ?
Still, as Nimue began to narrate about the memories… curiosity grew. If Isadora had been capable of taking away one’s emotions and pain, didn’t that mean Nimue could do it too ? Ancient Magic was something he’d never fully comprehended, and as much as he’d tried to dig into books, he’d found nothing. However, if these memories she was talking about were real, that’d mean they were closer to a solution than he’d originally thought.
❝ So, are these trials meant to test whether you are ready ? Can’t you try learning it on your own ? ❞ Much of what she’d said would have normally worried him. The way Isadora seemed to be slowly losing her mind - no. Nimue would be fine, right ? They would simply remove the curse, and none would get hurt. His uncle was already acting hysterically - threatening him, keeping him away from his own sister. If there was indeed a way to stop this… wasting time would be unreasonable.
RANDOM DIALOGUE (QUESTIONS) PROMPTS (2/?)
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why is it always my fault?
why do people call you that?
do you know anyone here?
how’s your wound?
are you worth a second chance?
after all we’ve been through, why?
when are you going to apologize to me?
you did this? for me?
will you promise me?
can’t you be on my side? just once?
what exactly do you do for a living?
do you even hear yourself?
sorry, what did you say?
did you mean what you said?
can i kiss you?
truth or dare?
are you comfortable?
what were they like?
what time do you want me to pick you up?
how can you say that to me?
how could you possibly think that was a good idea?
did you enjoy yourself?
why don’t you stay over?
why hire someone, when you can just do it yourself?
out of everything you could’ve said, why that?
do i know you?
you love me?
how old do you think i am?
why do they treat me like that?
have i ever given you bad advice?
do you want some company?
do you think last night was a mistake?
what are you in the mood for?
do i remind you of anyone?
where were you?
who did this to you?
can i have some cash?
tell me why i should believe a thing you say?
sorry, do you have the time?
why don’t you find out for yourself?
where do you think you’re going?
do you want one?
when am i ever wrong?
who do you think you are?
where are you going to go?
run that by me again?
i don’t know what to say?
can you kill?
why is it never your fault?
would you kill for it?
why did you do this to me?
can you be quiet?
what’s so funny?
why don’t you want to go home?
how are you so calm?
have we met before?
what was it like?
are you seriously asking me that right now?
what’s with the third degree?
you want me?
can you help me?
would you care for a dance?
are you sure you want to spend another night alone?
why do i have to apologize?
what am i supposed to do if you’re not here?
why would they do that?
do you want me to grab dinner?
can you help me bring these in?
how annoying can you be?
how do you think that makes me feel?
why didn’t you fight back?
what are you so afraid of?
can you tell me what happened?
you did this all by yourself?
how can i help you?
how do you sleep at night?
you’re sorry?
how do you keep a secret like that?
what’s going on?
we’re friends, right?
how about i take you home?
why won’t you just listen to me?
you wanna mess around?
what does that eleven mean?
when will you learn?
how could you even ask me something like that?
does it hurt?
why did you do it?
can you hear me?
do you have a ride home?
you’re afraid of the dark?
would you like to try?
why did you do that for me?
you really think i’m beautiful?
is it noticeable?
where did you get all that money?
where did you get this?
do you know what i did?
where did you go?
like what you see?
can i touch you? here?
how many people have you killed?
can i borrow your phone?
can you keep a secret?
do you want us to stop?
where have you been?
another round?
when’s the last time you had a full night’s rest?
do you really think that’s a good idea?
what does that have to do with anything?
have you eaten anything today?
why do you think you feel that way?
what happened to them?
what’s your problem?
you didn’t really think you were safe, did you?
have you come to apologize?
do you know who i am?
do you want to be alone?
Originally by moosings, who originally deleted their blog.

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@ignisrosae sent: I'm fine, let me see your face.
˜”*°•. It was never going to happen, was it ? Just one day together - one ordinary day - without some evil wizard or psychotic monster trying to kill them. He’d begun to grow used to it - between saving his sister and helping Beatrice, he wasn’t sure when was the last time they had simply breathed. And yet… hadn’t trouble always been his middle name ?
At her words, he lowered his hand. He could feel blood dripping from his forehead, but he was still way too caught in the moment to realise what had happened. ❝ A calm walk in the woods . ❞ He joked . It’d been naïve to think that nothing would have happened, that a calm walk could actually an option. The moment they’d caught sight of those poachers, it had been impossible to simply ignore them , after all. They couldn’t have just walked away letting them destroy more lives. ❝ I’ve been through worse. ❞
@thenightmareofyourdrems asked:
"I don't know what I'd do without you." ~ seb
The words caught her off guard. She could imagine saying them about Sebastian, but she didn't expect it returned. Perhaps, she should say so. A little smile appeared, bashful in a way. "I... don't know what I'd do without you, either." A hand settled over one of Sebastian's hesitantly. She was always hesitant when touching. Almost always. "I'm going to do my best to be here. For anything. I know I can be..." There was a pause, a scrunch of her face as she chose her words. "I can be weird about dark magic. It's just because I'm worried. I'm worried it will hurt you and I don't want that."
˜”*°•. Silence lingered for a moment too long - long enough to steal the last drops of oxygen from the room, leaving him suffocating. He wasn’t sure why he’d said these words. He had one and only one goal in life - everything else was a distraction. But wouldn’t it be hypocritical to ignore the way she’d changed his life ? In a world, where everyone and everything seemed to turn their backs on him, she’d been the only one to show trust, support. And this ? This was something he’d have lost his mind without. ❝ I know . ❞ Was everything he eventually said. He knew that she was trying to protect him, however he didn’t need it . ❝ But I am fine. ❞ Once Anne was cured, he would stop caring about the Dark Arts, wouldn’t he ? A small smile made it onto his lips and he squeezed her hand. ❝ You know I am doing this for Anne, right ? The whole dark magic thing. Or did Ominis start to exaggerate again ? ❞
CARING SENTENCE STARTERS
for muses that need a little love.
❝ i’m here for you. ❞
❝ let me help with that. ❞
❝ i’m here. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna hurt you. ❞
❝ if they do it again, you tell me. ❞
❝ i’ll protect you. ❞
❝ i’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you. ❞
❝ let me take a look… ❞
❝ i’m a phone call away. ❞
❝ you should have called me. ❞
❝ here, sleep. ❞
❝ if you wanna talk, i’m here. ❞
❝ hey, shh, it’s okay. ❞
❝ i’ll never let you go. ❞
❝ you’re with me now. ❞
❝ nothing’s gonna take you from my side. ❞
❝ i’ll do what i have to. ❞
❝ i need you to stay here, okay? i got this. ❞
❝ it’s safe here. ❞
❝ i’m fine, let me see your face. ❞
❝ we’re gonna have to keep ice on that. ❞
Ekko's lost too much to consider her feelings. Her feelings are the reason for all the blood that's already been spilt in Zaun and the aftermath of their explosive consequences was always left for him to deal with. There was no peace for those caught in the crossfire and therefore no rest for a proclaimed savior that tried to shoulder more burden than he was capable of. All of these people needed a symbol that they could rely on to make a stand when everyone else was down on their luck. They're big shoes to fill for someone that barely knew how to walk in them but he managed and with grit and anger he would keep managing. There was no place for any feelings of loneliness, longing or guilt. The bitterness and rage had to drive him if he wanted to be taken seriously and he had to embody the fury of hundreds to turn heads. The only examples he's ever come to know of resilience like that are two people that have been long gone for years, but he would honor them with drive.
Even her reaction shows just how thin the thread was for her sanity to give in to the faintest of jabs, the smallest inklings of a past she had abandoned for god knows what reason. It was nothing short of frustrating to witness. The second he finds the barrel of her gun aimed in his direction he reacts, a swing of his bat to redirect the weapon away from as he lines up the next sharp-witted attack the second armed with new agonizing ammunition. "Or what? You'll bury me like you try to bury the rest of your past?! Your shoot off when a pen drops but you can't face the facts?" They were friends at one point sure, but he had to accept that was a long time ago, in a place that no longer existed. "She didn't CHOOSE to leave us, YOU did! You turned your back on us the second things got hard because pulling the trigger was easier." Ekko could feel his shoulders rise and fall with every word, too heated to hold back and biting at the opportunity to shoot through whatever lies she wanted to delude herself with. "Vi might have made mistakes, but she didn't choose to die. You made the choice to kill any chance of peace between us the second you sold your soul to Silco."
˜”*°•. He was wrong. She hadn’t betrayed them. She hadn’t turned on them to make her life easier. She hadn’t done any of those things. She had been young, scared, and alone - and Silco had been the only person to offer her a helping hand. So, no. Ekko was being unfair. She’d been the one to stand alone surrounded by the lifeless bodies of everyone that she had killed, not him. Of every friend, of every family. Silco had understood, though - he had trusted her, helped her uncover her talents, given her a purpose in life, kept her alive. It didn’t mean that she hated them, though. It didn’t mean that she’d stopped caring about everyone and everything. She was just… She lowered her gun, when she redirected it - no, she wouldn’t pull the trigger. It was not - She had just -.
Did it matter ? It was either turning away or fighting now. She had a home, she had someone to care for her, adore her. She had everything she needed in life - so why had she chosen to approach that place ? Why had she desperately yearned for a moment in her old neighborhood ? ❝ You weren’t THERE ! ❞ She shouted - yet she sounded more like a girl on the verge of crying rather than someone angry, ready to attack. ❝ You don’t know what happened. None of you does . ❞ How would they ? None had survived that place to tell the story - only her. A story that had kept her away from everyone ; for how does someone return in a place, where their life ceased to exist ? ❝ She abandoned me first. ❞ But it didn’t matter, did it ? Vi was the hero, she’d always been the hero, and none could ever spoil her good name . ❝ Well, I am here now. Isn't that enough ? ❞
victoria isn't familiar with his inner demons. not acquainted with the feeling of having to fight, or the adrenaline or sacrifice of sport at the highest level. but she knows food, and the gift of a proper conversation that seeks to make people bloom above all else. ❝ it's a good thing you are so generous. they really are cutting costs on their paddock flowers. ❞ soon enough, there would be plastic wreaths to go along with aluminum trophies and zero real flowers to be found.
flower child is quick to take luca's arm. to use him as a guide through the maze, she couldn't hope to learn to navigate in a hundred years. ❝ oh, no i don't think i have an invitation. but i think i could get one. depends who is throwing it. i don't want you to face all the drama alone . . . and maybe i could do with some good gossip. ❞
˜”*°•. Wasn’t it always the richest who cut costs the hardest ? He doubted the flowers were the greatest loss to these people; after all, wasn’t money the foundation of the entire sport ? Flowers were cut to preserve wealth, but so were people. One bad season could rip away a person’s chances forever. ❝ I think there are other things we could cut costs on and it’s definitely not flowers. ❞ Their lives were unnecessarily expensive; from clothes to drinks and food and trips, everything cost more than was worth. ❝ I am curious, though. How comes and you chose this job ? ❞ Selling flowers.
❝ There will definitely be a bunch of gossip. ❞ He assured her. However great and talented they all were, the place often resembled highschool. Competition, arrogance, shouting, drama. It took one wrong move for a whole war to start. Then again, was it surprising? Their careers were always at risk, the media was quick to judge everything, the pressure was immense. How many times had he felt like he was on the verge of losing everything ? ❝ I could get you in if you are interested. It's a sponsor party mostly. ❞

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🐝 * ― 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ i don't believe you anymore. ❜ ❛ i don't have anything left to give you. ❜ ❛ i don't know how to forgive you. ❜ ❛ i don't know how to stop loving you. ❜ ❛ i don't know if i hate you or miss you. ❜ ❛ i don't know how to act around you anymore. ❜ ❛ i don't love you anymore. ❜ ❛ i don't need your pity. ❜ ❛ i don't need you to save me. ❜ ❛ i don't recognize you anymore. ❜ ❛ i don't think we can fix this. ❜ ❛ i don't think i can survive losing you again. ❜ ❛ i don't want to see you again. ❜ ❛ i don't want your apology. ❜ ❛ i don't want to be your second choice. ❜ ❛ don't ask me to stay. ❜ ❛ don't ask me to be okay with this. ❜ ❛ don't come back to me just because you're lonely. ❜ ❛ don't leave me here alone. ❜ ❛ don't lie to me again. ❜ ❛ don't love me only when it's convenient. ❜ ❛ don't make me choose between you and myself. ❜ ❛ don't make me hate you just so i can let you go. ❜ ❛ don't pretend you're the only one who suffered. ❜ ❛ don't say you love me unless you mean it. ❜ ❛ don't tell me what to do. ❜ ❛ don't tell me this was all for nothing. ❜ ❛ don't touch me. ❜ ❛ don't turn this around on me. ❜ ❛ don't you dare hold my past against me. ❜ ❛ you don't deserve me. ❜ ❛ you don't get to decide when i'm done hurting. ❜ ❛ you don't get to hurt me and call it love. ❜ ❛ you don't get to mourn me after killing every part of me that loved you. ❜ ❛ you don't get to rewrite what happened just because you regret it now. ❜ ❛ you don't have to pretend you missed me. ❜ ❛ you don't know how many times i waited for you. ❜ ❛ you don't know what i gave up for you. ❜ ❛ you don't understand what you did to me. ❜ ❛ you don't understand how tired i am of being strong because of you. ❜
˜”*°•. It felt almost deceitful - her understanding, her encouragement . Everyone he came across with would judge him, after all, remind him over and over again that he was making things worse. But how was trying worse than idleness ? The clock was ticking, and it wasn’t their family that was dying. It wasn’t their lives that’d been torn apart. So, if he listened to everyone, if indeed, he gave up, then what ? Would he have the courage to go home only to see the ghost of a once happy girl ? Wonder for the rest of his life what’d have happened if he’d decided to keep trying ?
❝ Thank you. ❞ Was everything he eventually said. Truth was, he didn’t know what he was doing, whether anything he was attempting would be fruitful, however he knew one thing ; Anne was worth it. And if someone was worth it, he was willing to lose everything, including himself, to save them. ❝ I appreciate it . ❞ She was the last hand of anchor that remained ; the only help that had not slammed the door into his face. ❝ I still don’t know why you are doing this . ❞ They barely knew each other - most of their interactions soaked in life-threatening adventures. So, why was she willing to help someone whom everyone had lost their trust in?