Empty

(Suna fic. Nothing happy though)

Emptiness.

That's how it felt.

The feeling of heavy weight on your body. Mixed with the feeling of floating.

Is it a weird description?

Luna didn't know. All she knew this heavy pain in her heart. Whenever she thought of Sam, it only brought her pain.

A pain that was worse than death. She felt like a cinder block was on top of her as she laid under the covers of her blanket. Some times she felt like her body was drifting.

Rejection, heartbreak, the radio playing breakup songs or romantic songs in general. Things she and Sam used to do together only served as a reminder of the pain.

Sam didn't talk to her anymore. Blocked luna's number, on social media, in school she ignored her existence. She became cold towards her.

And so the great feeling of loneliness and sadness filled her. And rage. And in her rage she took it out on Lincoln. She made him cry. And that turned her own sister's against her.

It took days later before he forgave her, and the talking of why she was angry. Lincoln knew now that Sam was to blame.

But even the love and comfort could not ease her. Even if they got romantically involved the pain of loss was and forever will be there.

That's how it was. How life is filled with disappointment. Love was-is a lie. Disney films lied to you. Nothing lasts forever. She was scared to love again. Even if it was her own brother.

But now? Now she had to carry the weight of heaviness in her heart. Luna loud lost any motivation. Life is meaningless when your best friend and crush doesn't respect or want you.

L is for love? More like L is for lies.

She turned over and faced the wall. Breathing a heavy sigh. Sleep. Sleep is all she can do for now. Lincoln will come to check up on her, feed her, talk, even cuddle.

The wounded heart and soul takes time to heal. She knew that. And she appericated him for being so compassionate.

He really is better than her.

She thought. Of course he is. He is the type of guy any girl wanted. He knew her pain. Ronnie wasn't an angel. So they had something in common.

But for now, luna didn't want to think. She didn't want to put effort in trying to please her or any one. She thought of closing her heart. Blacken it like Cole. No man or woman will ever enter her heart again.

Don't disturb the slumber of the memories that have died.

If I never loved I would never would have cried.

I have my books, and my poetry to protect me. I am shield in my armor.

I'm safe in my room. Safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touched me.

I am a rock. I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain.

And an island never cries.

Those were lyrics to live by. Fuck sam. Fuck the concept of love. Fuck people fu-

Lincoln entered her room. He climb the latter. She felt him wrap his arms around her waist and snuggled. In that moment, the bitterness, the pain, slowly melted and she choked a sob. And he held her tighter. She placed a hand over his. And she silently wept.

Her companion, her Angel, her guardian, her lil' man. Her lil' bro….

What more could she say? He was and will always be better than anyone in this fucking planet.

His caring loving personality was enough to keep her from killing herself. It was enough to continue living, enough to have purpose.

In that moment of her bleak and shitty love life, she had Lincoln. The best damn brother anywhere around.

Slowly her heart open up. Slowly the idea of being his girlfriend didn't seem so bad, or wrong. And after the pain Sam put her through?

Fuck it. She's going for it. Call it a rebound, call it desperate, but at least the pain was gone and at least she didn't feel alone…

The end