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In the situation they're in, she's supposed to be running. So she's running as fast as Sal is, breaths lodged in their throats as she's pulled by the shoelace. “hide honeyass!” She shouts, only able to watch while Cerise trips face-first to the ground.
The garden walls are prickly with the vines and thorns stuck on it, the smell of Lysichiton plants nothing close to pleasant as she crawls around it. what an awful hiding place
Despite being amidst the unfamiliarity of the place, there’s a sense of deja vu present, Cerise is always being chased. She's not supposed to open her eyes but she does. All of it felt like a blur, happening to
A week later, "She's supposed to come with me, I'm training her." "She's coming with me I'm the one she's managing." Coming to work early in the morning was a choice Cerise decided to make. Last night, she found out that Jean is at least a hundred years old. Because of a street sign she recognized to be the same as the one in the photograph in her father's office. And where is Jean now? In the headquarters, arguing with Trinity on who gets to come with who. Cerise is left typing aggressively on her keyboard, trying to drown out the noise of the two men behind her. "I get to decide where she goes, I'm managing her!"
"Where are you going again? It's the weekend."Cerise questions Sal, who she knew was going out because of the loose thread on her pinky. "I'm going to dance! bye."Sal leaves in a hurry. These days, Sal has been drifting from Cerise, always at ZM and never having time for the two of them anymore. Sal doesn't visit her at work or at college too like she said she would. Cerise is left to sulk in her bedroom. The apartment they shared was cozy and modern, with monochrome furniture decorating the place and tall windows aligning the walls. Suddenly, Cerise remembers the last time someone broke into their apartment, where they ended up running and Sal wouldn't spill about anything that had happened. She still needs to
Heartbreak. Cerise didn't realize that's what she's feeling at this moment. Tears stream down her face. Her stomach in twists, head buzzing and ears ringing. Her heart hurts so much and she can't seem to find a way to stop it. She forgets everything else but the pain, falling into a desperate, depressive state. In her arms is Jean, he had his head laid on her lap, their fingers intertwined and Cerise's tears falling onto his shirt. He had been explaining everything to her. And by everything he means himself and him stalking Cerise as well as what he has found out. Cerise doesn't know what her heart feels more broken for, herself or for Jean's story "Are you okay?"Jean asks, stretching his bloodied wings. Cerise wipes her tears away and assists the aurum in standing up. Cerise is tired a
Cerise wakes up with a groan, eyes puffy and voice hoarse. She looks around her room, there's a tiny, scary spider staring at her from the corner of her closet. "I'm sorry little guy I'm gonna have to kill you." Cerise grimaces at the word "kill", remembering earlier's events and the revelation to her, She still couldn't believe it and it may not look like it but she's trying to accept it. Acceptance is key. She crawls off from her bed, rolled newspaper in hand as she slowly walks toward the little critter. Just as she's about to hit it, the spider stands, fangs out and hairy little hands in the air. Cerise screams and drops the newspaper, runs outside of her room, and shuts it closed. On the couch, she sees Sal and a potato chip floating in the air. "When did you get home?" Cerise asks, "An hour ago. I saw Mr. model leaving your room." Cerise flushes at Sal's statement, what could he have be
Royalty, being one is a rather exquisite title. In the old times, royalty was about money which Cerise thinks is the only thing she qualifies for. Her family is rich, practically billionaires as they used to spend days together to waste their cash before the incident happened. Queen...There's no guarantee that she's the new Queen, there are tons of aurums out there that are much more powerful than she is. Yet Cerise flushes at the thought, being Queen meant she had an advantage over everyone else. she had a title to uphold.Cerise shakes her head, feather pen dropped from her delicate fingers as she adjusts her dress. From the drawer, she takes out a ticket, covered in white petals and golden linings. Addressed to her by her father, "This is an exclusive ball, you must attend as Rubylust's and our family's representative."Mild excitement can be heard from her squeal, it's been a while since Cerise has been to a ball, the last one counted to be her graduation."Jean?" C
--- LUCE - LIGHTS --- Luce garden stands on the side of Albahr street, greeting the main highway with its starry lights, especially during nighttime. Golden clouds fog around it, giving it an ethereal aura no matter the time of day. Cerise and Trinity meditate by the open area, Cerise manifesting the energy which she intends to give Trinity. Titan energy. In the royalty rankings, there were three, the Titans, the Robin and the absolute Royals which are the Queen and overlord. It's stated that the absolute royals may pass the power but only onto pure aurums, which Trinity qualifies for. Cerise and Trinity have been testing out each other's skills, dueling and helping each othe
Cerise doesn't know what to feel, blinded by her own emotions that she feels as if it's her first heartbreak. She's been crying on Jean's jacket with him acting as a throw pillow for her to squeeze. She can't breathe. gasping for air with her mouth as her nose has become runny from all the crying. Sal hasn't come home in a week, moreover not even bothering to contact her. Her heart feels heavy, stomach growling in pain as if she was dying of hunger when in fact, she's just missing someone important to her. Jean doesn't understand this but he tries his best to comfort Cerise, drawing tiny circles on her back to calm her down. "I miss her so much." Cerise cries out, tears continuously streaming from her cheeks and Jean makes sure to wipe it away with his finger. "It's going to be alright she'll come back." Jean assures but Cerise is reluctant, "No she won't! She's mad I ignored her for so long we've been drifting" she sobs and continues murmuring wo
Outside Joy's sweet shop, the kids run and the hollows hide, the aurums walk and the broken sigh. Cerise and Jean share a smoothie, silently staring at the spot Janoir used to seat in and he'd almost tumble over from laughing."I miss Janoir." It hasn't even been a full day since Janoir was seemingly abducted from work, and Cerise wasn't able to do anything due to his family issuing an emergency leave for him."One time, the two of us went together to Amors and he snorted a full cup of coffee through his nose after failing to get the barista's number." Cerise sadly grins at the memory, Jean chuckles, sipping on their drink as he observes the man at the counter. Joy hasn't been managing the shop since the day Louejone came out of the backroom. "One thing I love about Janoir is that he never fails to lighten up a place. When we first met, he was auditioning," Jean pulls at Cerise's hands and opens up her palm, drawing wind toward them and forming tran