Hallo, I'm returning with another double upload (probably the last double one for a while though) despite the fact that, as predicted, I have caught up with the writing I have and will have to start writing to a better schedule..
The main reason for double uploading anyway is because this is SUPER short and I didn't think it'd be fair to just expect this to do for like the next 3 days :L
The reason for not having much done even though I've had plenty of late nights (when I'm more creative and do most of my writing which is pretty weird) is because I kinda got caught up in my Mad Father fic :L Rosalia found it :D and Szayel's Angel I do love a bit of Dio haha ;) Ib's cool too, but I didn't quite like it as much as MF, I got confused too quickly, even just watching someone else play (although I did like Garry, he seemed nice :))
Point is, nellens are not good multitaskers.
I'll reply to the rest of the reviews in the next one, didn't want this getting too long with a short chapter :) ~nellen

"No, don't, he didn't mean-"
"I don't care what he meant, Flora nobody treats you like this and gets away with it. He'll rot in jail for this, trust me."
"Like you will if you do anything about it!" She yelled, breaking down in a heap of tears onto the floor.
Clive dropped to his knees beside her, a little gobsmacked at her outburst.
"You-you'll only make things worse," Flora sobbed, allowing him to wrap his arms around her shaking body, "he-he'll kill you, or me, or both, and I can't lose you!"
"And I can't lose you," the boy whispered, squeezing her shoulders and nuzzling into her side. "I love you. I always have. I could just never find the words to say it."
"Oh Clive," she sighed, wiping her eyes on her sleeve, "Clive, Clive, Clive. You know what? I love you too. I always have. It's just, Mark. I can't do this anymore. I can't pretend, I can't play games. Clive I can't do this I'm sorry, I, I really like you, but, Mark, agh-" she cried weakly, unwrapping herself from his arms.
"I'm sorry. Maybe one day we can make it work, but, I'm just not, I can't."
She ran off upstairs after that, leaving him there all alone and confused, heartbroken yet still hopeful.
"Maybe one day we can make it work..."