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My Butterfly - chapter 7- Hope

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Me: Hey guys sooo long time no see huh?

P: Centuries actually! Where have you been young lady?

Me: Nnn well you see… between school and work and socializing and reading and tests and finals I will get a mental break down.

P: Ohh!! Poor thing well writing will help you.

Me: Yes so let’s get started!

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P’s POV

(P is for Peleides and H is for Hunter just letting you know)

I opened my eyes and the lights greet me again. I rub my eyes trying to get up but a sharp pain jolts me and a groan escapes from my lips.

“Your awake finally” I heard a gruff voice.

I slowly turned my head towards a dark shadow that was sitting at a chair. I raised my eyebrows.

“What now your a villain? Cuz I’m not scared you know” I said smiling.

“What are you afraid off?” Hunter smiled getting up and getting closer to me.

“Hmm I don’t know. But what happened and why do you look like a hobo?” I asked sitting up.

“You passed out and I didn’t want to go home till I knew you were okay” Hunter says almost quietly.

“Well I’m fine thank you now go home and shower you stink”I laughed.

He stayed here? For me? NO PELEIDES! HE doesn’t like you he likes girls. I looked at my hands not wanting to meet his eyes because I’m scared…. I’m scared that all I will see is the pity in his eyes for me and that I will never let down. I sighed and laid back down.

“But really you should go….. you know for that shower and stuff” I couldn’t bring myself to look at him so I closed my eyes pretending to sleep. I heard a sigh from him then shuffling and then the door opening and closing.

How stupid was I to believe for one second he liked me I mean look at me. I’m dying and when I’m gone I bet he won’t shed a tear. I can’t let my self be carried off like this. I turned toward the ceiling, I felt the sensation to cry but no tears, how foolish? How could he love someone who is already dead. I heard my self chuckle as realization hit me, no matter how many memories I have they will all be gone one day, the day my heart slows to a stop and blood no longer runs and my last breath is taken all my memories good and bad will be gone. How unfair because there is one I like most of all, and that one single memory is the most precious one of all. I do wonder he will miss me, maybe, I wonder if all this time we have will make a difference in his life, probably not. I sighed and looked at the small window. The world must be and exciting place where all sorts of things happen. While my world crumbles with every needle and every qemo. How much longer must I stand for this? I don’t want to die and yet this evil inside me is taking me without even a fight. But how can I fight something that it’s already inside of me? I looked up at the stars and whispered.

“I wish I was stronger”

I felt a deep slumber begin to take me and I let it. I was so tired I was so sore all I wanted was to rest.

H POV

I walked out of the hospital with nothing but anger, I shouldn’t have left him. How stupid could I be? He feels lonely I can see it in his eyes and every time we spend time together and he smiles I know that he is truly happy because he has never had a friend before. I want to show him everything this world has to offer and trust me that is the truth Peleides is more that just a punishment even though he is younger his wisdom on things are amazing. But I can’t tell him this because he will probably feel disgusted and tell me to go away. I wouldn’t be able to even think if that were to happen. That’s why I made up my mind to help him and make him realize that his life is worth fighting for and when he gets better I will tell him that I love him. I smiled at that thought and began brain storming away.

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Sorry it’s so short guys but just like P I’m tired to and sleep is calling my name hope you like it and if you did hit that vote button. If you guys have any questions PM me I’ll be happy to answer!

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