Chapter 17

POV Millard

Ever since Lori returned, I felt different. I mean, I still loved her, but it was just to complicated. She had changed. Ever since Charlotte's death she has been all...moody. She was changing to much. She never really wore dresses anymore, not that I mind. Lori was always depressed. She liked to wear long sleeves now. And on occasion I would see her sleeves tinted red. I confronted her about it one time. This is how it went:

Lori sighed, her head hung and her blue hair covered her face. "You alright, love?" I asked her. Her head snapped up and she looked around. "Yes. I'm quite alright. Just haven't been getting sleep." She chuckled darkly. "Why so love?" I asked. Her eyes seemed to glaze over. "Lori? Lori! Lori Crystalation!" I yelled. She snapped back to reality. "What happened?" She asked. I shook my head. "You were saying you hadn't been getting sleep." I said with concern. "Oh." Was all she said. She stared out my bedroom window and started to have a coughing fit. "Love, are you okay?" I asked her. She smiled at me and nodded. "Yes, I am. Thank you for asking." She said. I leaned into her and gave her a small peck on the cheek. She seemed to blush a bit. It was easy to tell now, especially since she had gone much more pale since her sister's death.

She smiled at me and went to wipe something from her eye. That's the first time I noticed. Her gray sleeves were soaked with blood. "Lori." I said in an angry tone. She looked at me confused. "Yes?" She asked in a slow sweet voice. "What have you done to yourself?" I said through gritted teeth. "Whatever do you mean, love?" She asked with a small smile. "Lori, I'm serious. What. Did. You. Do. To. Your. Wrists?" I said trying to control my anger. She dropped her arm and looked at me. "They told me to do it." She said in a slow, sweet whisper. "Who did?" I asked. She looked at me with sad eyes and a few tears escaped her eyes. "Lori. Tell me who told you to do it." I said very sternly, anger boiling inside me. Lori shook her head. "Lori. Tell me who the bloody hell did that!" I yelled at her, getting up from the bed. Lori started to cry silently. She closed her eyes and wiped the tears away. Lori opened her purple eyes, a;though instead of purple, they were black. "What..." I trailed off. Lori was sobbing, and it pained me so much to see her that way. "Please, don't cry. I'm so sorry." I said as I went to comfort her. She just pushed me away and got up. Lori wiped her tears and looked at me, or more at my suit, and just gave me the most harshest look ever. "Please, never ask me that again. Don't look at my eyes, it's where my demons hide." She said as she got up and left.

I sighed and sat on the grass. I was so mad at Lori.

But just because I was mad didn't mean I had stopped loving her. Actually, being mad at her had made me realized how much I fancied her. My time with Lori had made me realize something. If you and your loved one fight a lot, that must mean that you care a lot about to the other to argue. Think about it, couples who don't argue don't care about each other that much. Or they do, those couples are very rare. But the couples that fight, those are the relationships that hold more promise. That care about each other so much that they result to fighting.

The night was cold tonight. It was colder than usual to be honest. I guess this was due to the fact of me being mad at Lori. I wanted what was best for her, I love her. But I still rejected her invitation. I didn't really want to go. Why would I? It was just a party and I and invisible boy.

No one could ever love me as much as Lori did. And I would never love anyone as much as I loved her. No one was like Lori. I could love no one else.

I stood up. I was fed up with all of these emotions I felt.

What were they?

Why did they hurt me so much?

Why did I care?

Why did I decline the invitation?

I ran back into the house to fetch a coat and shoes. I was going to that party, and I prayed to God I remembered where it was being held.

I ran like wights and hollowgasts were after me. I needed to apologize to Lori. And that was my top priority. I didn't care what else I had to do. I loved Lori and I needed to prove it her.

The house the party was being held at was a twenty minutes run. I reached into the pocket of my coat and pulled out the pocket watch. 11:57. Was it almost midnight? The last time I checked it was nine. Had I been sat in the grass for that long, pondering about my feelings?

I peered into one of the windows and saw Echo drinking a glass of wine. Wine? Well of course there would be wine, this was a New Year's party. She looked calm and beautiful in her dress, and her hair was done with as much beauty as her attire.

I smirked to myself, I hadn't seen Lori in her outfit but I bet she was just as beautiful as Echo. Especially that blue hair and purple eyes of hers. I leaned into the window a little more since my vision was limited and I saw many people. But none of those people were Lori Crystalation.

And then I saw it. The watch that I had held firmly in my hand fell as I dashed out of there. I could feel, but not see the tears that should have stained my face. And out of all this, anger, pain, and frustration, I felt betrayed.

I ran until I could no longer take it. How could she do this to me? What had I done to deserve this? Why?!
I felt so betrayed. Seeing Lori snogging another boy broke me. I fell apart that dark day.

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