«We Could Be Legends»

Misty picked up her children carried them over to a couch near a partially sunny window and placed them down on the seat. She shifted into wolf form and curled around them as they started to fall asleep, soaking in the sunlight peeking through the rain clouds.
( I have no idea if its still raining on sunday or not)
 
Misty picked up her children carried them over to a couch near a partially sunny window and placed them down on the seat. She shifted into wolf form and curled around them as they started to fall asleep, soaking in the sunlight peeking through the rain clouds.
( I have no idea if its still raining on sunday or not)
(Tis still raining)
 
Bleddyn met his gaze unflinchingly, ever rising to the challenge.
She supposed he meant for her to feel some sort of gratitude or shame even after those blunt reminders of his sacrifices for her preservation.
But she couldn't process either of those when there were so many other conflicting factors to her side of it all.
Again, with the thing about saving me from the fate he himself subjected me to.
"So, then, tell me what you do want, Wolfram."
It took every single ounce of strength left in his body to stop him from reeling back at her words, his body stiff. Why must you put me through this? Why me?
He forced his face and eyes to remain utterly emotionless, digging his teeth into the side of his cheek painfully. He could think of a million things to say, probably better then what he was going to say, but he would rather be partially honest then lying.
"I'd like it if you didn't disappear from my life completly."
 
"Why is he refusing help?" Brisa asked Jessi quietly, a look of concern on her face. "How badly was he injured?" She said, turning back to the phone.

Jessi shook her head. "He's stubborn, and hates admitting he needs help. He could be on his death bed, and still try to convince everyone he's fine."
 
Bleddyn backed away from him, now slightly wary. He was visibly shaken by their seconds-long interaction and she didn't have a clue what was bothering him so badly. What the heck did I do? Scratch a couple little scabs?
"Hey, Fritz, you look good," she blurted suddenly as her drifting attention landed on the other teenage boy. Here was an easy distraction and she was taking it graciously. "Nobody tied you up and disemboweled you back there after all, did they?"
Wolfram glanced at Fritz, narrowing his eyes. He visibly sneered at both of them, growling."Sure, be nice to him and not me! Why should I care, really? It's not like I've saved your life, while he hid in the corner crying like a coward."He sneered at Bleddyn, moving away from the blonde teenage girl.
Bleddyn tensed and froze where she stood, her shoulders jamming upward violently.
"Look. So you're hurt bad, but you're exhausting that pass quickly." Suddenly she was back in his face, having moved with astonishing alacrity for having been hurt. "I want you to know there is a rough estimate of one word keeping me from fighting you here and now. So say it or let me leave." Her voice was low to the point where it could've easily passed for a guy's. "Contrary to normality, I suggest the second option. Additionally, neither of us will ever have to set eye on the other ever again."
Wolfram set his narrowed gaze on hers, his face pale and emotionless. His upper lip curled slightly at her last sentence, silence hanging in the air for moments on end.
Just let her go. Let her leave. Never see her pathetic, ungrateful face again.
His head yelled at him to leave her, just walk away. But his heart said otherwise."I wouldn't want that."He finally spoke after what felt like ages, his voice slightly hoarse."I don't just go around taking knife wounds for people, Bleddyn. I don't just let my courage crumble away from me and start pleading to my newfound enemy to stop them from killing someone all the time."His face remained emotionless, his voice and eyes betraying nothing of the hurricane inside."To be honest, I don't want you to just fade away, I don't want to never see you again. And the last thing I want to do is hurt you."
Bleddyn met his gaze unflinchingly, ever rising to the challenge.
She supposed he meant for her to feel some sort of gratitude or shame even after those blunt reminders of his sacrifices for her preservation.
But she couldn't process either of those when there were so many other conflicting factors to her side of it all.
Again, with the thing about saving me from the fate he himself subjected me to.
"So, then, tell me what you do want, Wolfram."
It took every single ounce of strength left in his body to stop him from reeling back at her words, his body stiff. Why must you put me through this? Why me?
He forced his face and eyes to remain utterly emotionless, digging his teeth into the side of his cheek painfully. He could think of a million things to say, probably better then what he was going to say, but he would rather be partially honest then lying.
"I'd like it if you didn't disappear from my life completly."
Fritz saw that Wolfram was visibly angry at him, albeit he didn't understand why but it still angered him. Sparks began to fly from his hands. "Hid in a corner, and cried like a coward, eh?", he tried to stay as calm as possible in this situation, knowing he could be set off at anytime, "tell me Catboy, why did you focus on only Bleddyn? Clearly she didn't want your help. There were plenty of others to help." Fritz's eyes narrowed towards Wolfram awaiting his next move.
 
Fritz saw that Wolfram was visibly angry at him, albeit he didn't understand why but it still angered him. Sparks began to fly from his hands. "Hid in a corner, and cried like a coward, eh?", he tried to stay as calm as possible in this situation, knowing he could be set off at anytime, "tell me Catboy, why did you focus on only Bleddyn? Clearly she didn't want your help. There were plenty of others to help." Fritz's eyes narrowed towards Wolfram awaiting his next move.
Wolfram clenched his hands into fists, his eyes never leaving Bleddyn's."Maybe..."The words faltered to leave his mouth, drawing into a momentary silence."Maybe because I've never met someone quite like her. Someone who is like me in way, but so distant and unlike me at the same time."His eyes never left Bleddyn's crystal blue, piercing gaze, speaking just loud enough for Fritz to hear."But maybe, just quite possibly, my reason is none of your concern."
 
It took every single ounce of strength left in his body to stop him from reeling back at her words, his body stiff. Why must you put me through this? Why me?
He forced his face and eyes to remain utterly emotionless, digging his teeth into the side of his cheek painfully. He could think of a million things to say, probably better then what he was going to say, but he would rather be partially honest then lying.
"I'd like it if you didn't disappear from my life completly."
"So that's what you'd prefer, is it?" Bleddyn mused carefully, her foot temperamentally tapping again. She kept her gaze level with his for just the right duration, obliging him the continued delusion that she'd actually stick around because someone wished it.

And then she was contumaciously skipping across the stainless linoleum. She flung open the door the moment she came to it and slid out into the rain without a conciliatory glance back.
"Guess it's bye then!"
 
Wolfram clenched his hands into fists, his eyes never leaving Bleddyn's."Maybe..."The words faltered to leave his mouth, drawing into a momentary silence."Maybe because I've never met someone quite like her. Someone who is like me in way, but so distant and unlike me at the same time."His eyes never left Bleddyn's crystal blue, piercing gaze, speaking just loud enough for Fritz to hear."But maybe, just quite possibly, my reason is none of your concern."
"So that's what you'd prefer, is it?" Bleddyn mused carefully, her foot temperamentally tapping again. She kept her gaze level with his for just the right duration, obliging him the continued delusion that she'd actually stick around because someone wished it.

And then she was contumaciously skipping across the stainless linoleum. She flung open the door the moment she came to it and slid out into the rain without a conciliatory glance back.
"Guess it's bye then!"
Fritz put his hands behind his back, possibly to hid the fact that they were still sparking. Eyeing Wolfram for a few moments Fritz finally spoke, "Yeah, I gotta get home too." He turned around and stalked out the door Bleddyn just skipped out.
 
"So that's what you'd prefer, is it?" Bleddyn mused carefully, her foot temperamentally tapping again. She kept her gaze level with his for just the right duration, obliging him the continued delusion that she'd actually stick around because someone wished it.

And then she was contumaciously skipping across the stainless linoleum. She flung open the door the moment she came to it and slid out into the rain without a conciliatory glance back.
"Guess it's bye then!"
Wolfram's throat tightened, the need to punch or kick something overwhelmingly strong. He glanced back at her, turning around, catching one last glimpse of her blonde hair."Goodbye...."He whispered softly, his lips shuddering at the words left his mouth, and they lay heavy and empty in the silent air, he just stood there staring out the door longingly. Fine! Be that way! I don't need you! I don't need your friendship! You mean nothing to me, NOTHING do you hear me?! He silently screamed after her, even though his words silent there was pain in them. But that small sliver of him, the side he tried to never show slid through. Do you really mean that though? Do you?
 

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