A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

36. Father Figure

A Hundred of Her Memories

36 – Father Figure

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A Father-Figure…

Xion knew what a father-figure was, but…she didn't think she actually had one.

A Father-Figure made you feel protected, was a safe place. You didn't have to worry about all of that boy-likes-girl or girl-likes-boy stuff.

They could hug you and it wasn't strange. They could kiss your brow and it'd be perfectly fine.

Fathers were related by blood, were years and years older than you, so a father-figure would of course be pretty similar to that.

Xion didn't have a Father-Figure.

But…

He hugged her close when she was beaten down…and it was okay. He kissed her brow when she cried…and it was okay. He told her he loved her…and it was okay. She told him she loved him back… and it was okay.

No…Xion didn't have a father…

But she did have a Big Brother.

She hugged him tightly as these thoughts ran through her head.

His arms were firm around her shoulders as he pulled her into him. She rested her head against his side with a sigh, letting the tears fall.

He pressed his lips to her soft hair. "You know I love you…" He said, almost questioningly.

She nodded. "I love you, too Axel."

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Little weird, but it's all I have and can relate to so there it is. ;)

In Christ,

Timber Wolf