The guild was silent again, but it was not in joy. It was in disbelief. Lance hugged Natsa's waist even tighter and she hung at his side, eyes closed. Luke stayed on the floor, tears beginning to blur his vision. No one turned to look at him. No one cared about him or his feelings. No one ever had, starting with his father. Luke wondered why he ever thought it may be different somewhere else.
He clawed at the wood floors, struggling to get out from under the chair. He froze when one sound echoed through the air, slapping his brain.
Clap.
Another.
Clap.
And another.
Clap.
Soon the entire guild was clapping and whistling at the two. Luke looked at the ground, his nails scraping wood shavings off the floor.
"How should we announce ourselves?" Luke said worriedly. They were standing outside of the guild doors, shaking a bit.
"Kiss me obviously!" Natsa stood with her hands on her hips, a half smile on her lips. Luke looked at her.
"I can't just do that! They might think I'm forcing you or something!" Luke rubbed his hands together with nervousness. Natsa hit him on the back of the head and he stumbled forwards.
"What the hell?!"
"You're my boyfriend dumbass! Kiss me!" Natsa stomped her foot, hugging Luke. He smiled, ruffling her hair.
"Fine, jeez." He lifted her bridal style, opening the doors of the guild. All eyes turned to them, followed by complete silence. Without hesitation, Luke kissed Natsa fully on the lips, and the guild erupted in applause. It was like an unofficial wedding ceremony to mark the beginning of their relationship.
The flashback was not welcome, and it didn't help at all. It only transformed his sadness into something else. Something that made his body feel red and hot and burning.
How is it that somebody he had loved so much just minutes ago became someone he despised?
Again, I'm so sorry for the short chapters.
