I think I found hell
02-11-2015, 01:10 AM
Suddenly he would come into view and her wide, vibrant gaze would lock onto his form, absolutely frozen in place. It felt like her breath was caught in her chest and her heart was pounding wildly and aching painfully all at once. It wasn't till he spoke and his all too familiar voice reached her ears that she truly believed he was actually there. He was so thin and ragged she barely recognized him. She listened to his words even though her thoughts were racing so badly that she was barely able to comprehend them. It was like she was looking at a ghost. She had written him off as dead and yet here he stood. It hurt to look at him. The heart ache was so intense that it felt like someone was ripping out her heart or biting into her throat. He spoke Amalia's name and her ears twitched, distracting her momentarily from her heart ache and distress. Amalia had spoken to him? When? He stopped speaking and settled on his haunches with obvious pain in his movements and trouble with his breathing. She turned to face him fully but refused to let herself go near him. She kept a wide berth, honestly afraid she might break down completely if she got any closer. "I searched for you," she breathed when she finally got up the courage to speak. Her voice was hushed, the pain clear in her face and voice. "I searched for you day in and day out... I missed so much of our boy's early childhood because I would wake up, spend all day searching for you, and come back late at night. Because I was searching for you." Her breathing was short and pained, right on the brink of sobbing. Suddenly, mostly irrational anger flared up in her gut and her tone grew more serious. With her emotions already running high as it was it was easy for her anger to be misguided. Besides that, in her eyes Amalia was still that frial girl she had found in the snow all that time ago and she still felt the need to protect her little, innocent Amalia even though she had proven time and time again to be able to stand up for herself just fine. "Amalia saved me. Don't you dare think or speak anything negative of her. Don't blame her for keeping you away. She's trying to protect me and the boys... She saw how your disapearance destroyed us. If... If you run into our sons don't make them think that any blame should be on her. It's not fair to her. She has done nothing but love me and the boys... She stood up for me in front of Epiphron and convinced her to let me and our sons live in her pack after Roman died and Drashiel disbanded the pack... even though Isardis killed Pip's brother and despite the fact that she hates the Armadas." She sighed, tiredly sitting down on her haunches and staring at him with a tired, pained look. "We're happy now, Vereux. Well... I hope we can be happy there. I really think we can be. I'm happy there and the boys are adjusting." She hesitated, the silence gripping the air for a moment before she went on, "Please, find yourself a new pack. Take care of yourself. Get help. I... I do still love you. You're my brother and the father of my children. I... I could never live with myself if I left here today only to find out you died because I couldn't take you back to my pack with me." |
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