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Anger waivers between sadness and panic attack, unsure which way it’s going to turn and clinging onto a tiny flicker that he will maybe stay for me. “I don’t want to stay here.” A single tear rolls down my cheek as my temper breaks and lets the fear trickle through instead. He impulsively brushes it away with his thumb. His touch softly tickling the surface of my skin, a thousand tiny tingles erupt delicately as he focuses in on me intensely.

Tears spilled over, they were hot and unstoppable, my chest was heaving with the weight of it all, the attack, the stranger’s kiss, the fear I’d almost lost everything. “I’m sorry,” I choked out, my voice was cracking, hot tears were streaming down my face. “I didn’t mean to… I was so scared, and I just wanted to be free, to feel something else. I didn’t think…” I buried my face in my hands, the sobs were shaking me, fear and guilt pouring out. Kade’s hands stilled on my ankle, and he moved closer, sitting beside me on the couch. His fingers brushed my cheek, wiping away tears with a gentleness that undid me.

His eyes fell to the necklace then lifted to meet mine, his expression pained, “I… I just wanted to show-” Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes. I was tired of feeling this way. Tired. Scared. Weak. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hold back the tears. He gave me a sad look before turning to leave. I watched him leave, feeling a mix of relief and lingering fear. I listened to his footsteps and faded into the distance. Closing the door softly, I leaned against it, my body shaking with sobs I no longer could hold back. My tears blurred my vision, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. My life wasn’t supposed to be filled with so much fear and uncertainty.

"He's got the fire and he walks with it. He's got the fire and he talks with it ." -Lana Del Rey Gianna's P.O.V Involuntary tears continue to spill over my eyes as the fear enveloping me starts to feel heavy and suffocating. Elias raises his eyebrow slightly at the tears trailing down my now crimson cheeks, appearing even more so amused by my current state. "Why are you crying?" He questions softly as he removes his hand from over my mouth and up to my eyes.