Be my Honey

He was full of surprises, wasn't he? She stares at him, confused. That same phrase comes up again. Why does he care? Delphi wants to explode on him. Even if he had saved her life and had given her a hug, he was still an asshole, a thief, a Thrall. There was a reason Vidarr had placed him in that rank. He was still the one who had slathered honey all over her back. Suddenly, she can feel the sticky substance all over her fur. All of her emotions begin to bubble over and she can no longer contain it.

"WHY DO YOU CARE?!" The words screech out of her as she bares her teeth once more. Her ears fold against her skull and her fur (what of it that could) stands on end. Her toes dig into the dirt and those threatening tears finally spill over. "JUST BECAUSE I GOT HURT DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T TAKE CARE OF MYSELF. I DON'T NEED EVERYONE TO FIGHT MY BATTLES," Delphi can't stop as her throat tightens and her mouth goes dry. Rage courses through her veins, she wants to lash out, but she doesn't want to hurt him. Her mind is confused, her belly is twisted. Fucking dammit to hell.

"UGH," she bursts out one last time before she whirls around and storms off. As fast as she can, the small imp of a girl eats up the ground and heads into the distance. Not wanting to face the emotions. Not wanting to accept the fact that she liked him. Hating but liking the idea of him saving her, protecting her, being there for her. Stupid Thrall. Her mind screams as she cries and runs off. There was no stopping her.

-exit promptly-