forum I'm lacking the creative ingenuity to provide a clever and witty name (Character Chat 5)

Started March 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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He shook his head. "Thank you for coming by."

"No problem." She smiled and opened her arms wide.

He got up and walked into the hug, returning it gently.

"I must go now. Think over your decision wisely. Summon one of the Seers to meet me know of your choice."

He nodded. "Yes, ma'am." After a moment's hesitation, he added, "I love you."

She looked startled, as usual. "Ah… I love you too… Son." And she folded herself into that black butterfly, fluttering away and out of sight.

He watched her fly away for a moment before walking out into the hall again.

Tessa wasn't there anymore, instead in her room, on the floor, surrounded by tons of photos.

Runner made his way over to her room, opting to sit on her bed and glancing over the photos.

TThey were of a girl and/or Tessa. She had long black hair, large black deep-framed glasses over bright hazel eyes, and she ha a single dimple when she smiled, which usually directed towards Tessa in some shape or form. In a few of them, which looked me selfies, the girl was kissing Tessa's cheek while she laughed. Others containing them both usually involved touch–kissing, hugs, leaning on each other, using each other as pillows, wrapping their arms around the other's neck, the like. A few of them showed them in a dance studio, and Tessa looked far less graceful than she did now.
Tess looked up at Runner guilty. "To remember to good as opposed to the bad."

He nodded, chewing on his bottom lip 'cause he had no clue what to say or do.

"I'm sorry," she said again. "But I'll never forget her. I'm sorry."

He let out a sigh, letting his head hang. "I know."

She got up, taking his hands in hers. "But I love you. That won't change either. Hasn't and never will." She searched his eyes. "I promise," she added softly.

He looked up at her for a moment before letting his eyes fall back down to his lap.

She tilted his head up to make him look at her. "Runner. Would last night have happened, or any of those times for that matter, if I didn't love you? Would I suck up my pride and go to a a family reunion I didn't have plans of going to if I didn't? Would I have spilled the darkest parts of my past if I didn't love you?"

"Maybe it's little difficult for me to understand," he admitted, "but I don't doubt that you love me, Tess. I just have to get over my own insecurities, I guess."
He wished he felt the way he spoke.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her face against the crook if the neck. She was able to do this as she was standing while he was sitting in the bed. "What don't you understand?" She asked gently, ready to provide clarification if needed.

"I just…can't imagine loving someone while in love with another." The statement confused himself even more, but he still returned the hug weakly.

She bit her lip as she thought of a way to explain it. "I considered Tori my first. My first real relationship, my first time choosing and wanting to… You know. The first person to look past the monster and see me. The first person I've ever fallen in love with. And that was ripped away from me, but she still has a piece of my heart. I love her as someone I lost long ago. A bittersweet memory. This is going to sound really mean and it's a bad comparison, but it's all I got. It's like she's my first pet dog that died before getting you. I'll still love her, but I'll still love you as well."
She sighed. "That doesn't help, does it?"

"It did a little," he mumbled, setting his chin on her shoulder. His body seemed to relax little by little the more she talked.

She played with his hair. "Well, at least I don't totally suck at explaining my feelings." She sighed again. "Runner, I've been trying really fucking hard to get over her. I mean, she's gone and it's not like I can just summon her ghost and date that. That's just sad. But then you came along and I've barely even thought about her. Her death is painful still, yes, but I'm no longer hooked, y'know?"

"And is that a good thing?" he asked.

She gently grabbed his face and rested her forehead against his. "Very. You've thrown me a huge reality check and helped me get over her. You're all I think about, one way or another. Nothing'll change that."

"I'm sorry about having to go," he said quietly. "I wish I didn't have to."