Anyone;

[Shiya]

Deep down all you want is love
The pure kind we all dream of

”I’ve thought about it,” she quietly admits, her voice barely more than a whisper. She doesn’t know whether she should be ashamed because she is pregnant, because it isn’t only her life that would be lost. There’s another beautiful monster inside her, stirring, wanting its grand escape. Yet she holds onto it, trying desperately to prolong the delivery as she debates whether death would be easier for them both.

It could be an escape for them both.
They could be together forever.
They wouldn’t have to face Vulgaris and his disappointment.

Funny how arrogance washed across her at first and led her to believe that she would be fine. She arrived here confident, sure of herself although angry. But Garbage’s return and soft voice has lifted the blindfold from her eyes, exposing her true weakness. A breath sighs from her lungs. ”You’re alive for a reason,” a jagged smile quivers across her lips, her eyes slowly blinking as she maps out his face again, remembering every line and the curve of his jaw. Perhaps he is supposed to pull her out of this rut.

Ha. Of course, she would fantasize of such selfish things.
Such a self-centered, stupid girl.

When he steps closer, she does as well. While he searches for reasons to her immunity, she searches for reassurance. Her lips reach forward and gingerly brush against his cheek, wanting to feel something – anything. A dying chuckle barely reaches fruition. It almost falls back down her throat unheard. ”No,” she murmurs, ”I’ve never been lucky.” Having been born into a loving family was likely the first and last time she experienced luck. She’s amazed that her heart is still capable of beating after having been broken so many times.

SHIYA

But we cannot escape the past,
so you and I will never last

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@[garbage]