My Immortal
I'm so tired of being here. Suppressed by all my childish fears. And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave 'cause your present still lingers and it won't leave me alone...
Cinderheart lay in the Warriors den while everybody else was out on patrol. She knew that the break-up between Lionblaze and herself shouldn't have happened, but it did and nothing could change that now. Ever since the grey she-cat found out about Lionblazes power she had felt unimportant and not needed. Cinderheart closed her eyes and tried to forget about what happened earlier. She tried to forget their break-up, but she couldn't. The words that both cats had spat still rang in her mind even though she tried to think of something else.
"Cinderheart! Just because I'm in a prophecy doesn't mean that I can't have a normal life! Look at Firestar, he was in a prophecy and he has mates and kits!" Lionblaze had howled.
"Firestar never had a special power! He just saved Bluestar from Tigerstar!" Cinderheart yowled back.
"So saving Bluestar from an evil cat doesn't mean mouse shit?" Lionblaze spat, he was getting angrier and angrier by the second.
Cinderheart rolled her eyes, "Whatever Lionblaze... You're different and I don't want a mate that's odd. I want a normal mate, and a relationship where we can have a normal life. I want a relationship where I don't have to worry about you and your I'm done and that's final."
"I'm different Cinderheart? I'm different? I don't have a dead cat living inside of me! That's odd Cinderheart. So you obviously don't like yourself then, and you know what? Go to the fucking Dark Forest Cinderheart," Lionblaze hissed.
The golden tom glared at Cinderheart for a second and then padded away angrily.
Now that Cinderheart actually thought about it Lionblaze was right. She was the odd one, plus she was stupid. Stupid for letting him go. Cinderheart had the best looking warrior in her paws and she let him escape. If that wasn't stupid then Cinderheart didn't know what stupid was.
"StarClan I'm such a mouse brain," she whispered to herself.
The gray she-cat lay her chin on her paws and just let the tears fall. There was no way to stop them. She sobbed while she thought of all the great times they experienced. When they trained Dovewing and Ivypool together. Their nights in the forest. Everything. All she did was think and cry until she fell asleep.
