Bold: Zack talking
Italic: The Voice.
Characters are Square enix junk yaddah yaddah
"You will hate yourself in the end you know?"
Zack pushed his hand to his face as if ignoring the voice.
"You will ruin it you know?"
Angered as usual unable to bear the voice, "STOP!"
He just gripped his hair and pulled lightly thinking 'What if?', 'She could really. . .', 'I'll tell her'
"No, you will destroy everything you have with her?"
The voice haunted again. Constantly and relentlessly posing these questions belittling courage and heart the he had left.
'I can do this, I'll confess, I'll give her a note, no I'll tell her straight.' Incessantly Zack thought how he would tell Aqua and in return all he got was the voice a voice full of regret over something that was yet to happen.
He paced his room back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, inhaling then exhaling getting ready to go find and tell her.
"It's no use she would never like you right?"
Zack stopped and thought for a moment giving in for a second then shook his head and continued.
"If I don't tell her how I feel whats the point in going?"
He just kept pacing looking at the mirror and clock on the wall
"What if she pushes you away and never wants to see you huh?"
Shocked. For once the voice got him. What if . . . . . .
"NO! Aqua would . . . never do that. . . ever." Weakening with each word, the voice lamented allowing rest from the onslaught of negativity.
Still he finally had to consider it what if? What if Aqua never wants to see him again after the confession of truth?
If she never wanted to see him again would Zack stop, stop styling his hair, stop smiling, stop fighting for hope, stop showing up for school or stop everything dead in its place.
"Try it?"
The voice again.
"If you really need her try?"
Why would the voice suddenly change it never changed in the past. It curtly said what it pleased to him doing anything to kick him while he was down.
"If you want happiness tell her . . . even if it means pain for her."
Again hope was given to him then dashed and broken the next.
"All I know is I love her and want her to be happy . . . but what if this makes her cry?"
Zack's voice mixed with the voices cause pain for his heart. A tight pulling and crushing sensation while invigorating also soul crushing.
"I can't tell her. W-wait no! I have to! But she might! No she will. . . Will I destroy it? no it's I? She will hate me? But she could give me"
His own conversation was joined by the voice he was both and he couldn't decide.
"I love her . . . and I want her to be happy, I'm just ugh. . . heartbroken?"
It's a bit nothing but yeah inspired by alot of stuff going on at my school
I really don't expect anyone to read this but whatever I'll keep writing if it gives me an escape
R+R would be helpful but doubtfull I'll get any.
