Edema Rue

“There’s no way,” Eddie scoffed. “But…I shouldn’t be able to have magic again unless she’s gone. She stole it; and that’s how it works.” The boy awkwardly patted Elan on the back. “Y’know, people don’t usually hate you half as much as you think.”

"Yeah..." Eddie said, brow furrowed. "But Athena stole it, so it shouldn't be back unless she's dead...right?"

In response, Eddie runs forward and hugs Lilyana. Wind whirls around them as hot and cold collide. "I...my magic..." Eddie whispers, shocked.

Eddie blinks, and suddenly tears start falling down her face, turning to steam. She doesn’t notice. “I’m sorry, Lil,” she whispers. “I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I haven’t felt this way since…since…since Athena stole my magic.” The boy sits down next to him. “Look man, I know life isn’t always the greatest, but you can’t just—I mean—er…”

I win.

The temperature rises again, higher and higher until no snow remains around Eddie. “I don’t want you to lose yourself either, Princess,” she says softly. “I don’t ever want anything to happen to you, but if I try to protect you forever then I’ll be just as much to blame as whatever it is that finally destroys you.” The concessions boy from the train looks at Elan. “Dude,” he says, “that’s not right.

"You aren't listening!" Eddie shouts, and suddenly the temperature starts to rise. "Lil, you need to learn to care, or you're a monster, not a person."

The snail is stuck to the sandwich.

Perchance I might, shouldst thou offer me a sufficient gift in return...

Eddie shook her head. "I love you, Lil," she whispered. "I love you, and it terrifies me because you could take my love and twist it until it snaps me into pieces, and I honestly don't know if you will or not."

Nice try little mortals, I'm the real winner here.

Eddie ran a hand through her hair and took a breath. "You don't get it, Lil. You aren't listening to me. You need more than this. And I...I do too. How can I love you when all you care about is me?"

“Because it’s flighty and fickle,” Eddie snapped. “Because you claim to love me and then you turn around and blush every time Aster opens her mouth. Because I don’t want to be hurt and I don’t want to hurt you. Because you deserve so much better than this and because I can never give it to you because I am weak. Because the only place my path can possibly end is death, death, so much death, death for me and for anyone foolish enough to stay close to me, and I wouldn’t mind only it’s you, and I don’t want you to be hurt and I know, I know, exactly how this will end, and I can’t do anything about it and neither can you.” Eddie froze, suddenly realizing how loud she’d been yelling and exactly what she’d said. “I…” What did she say? Sorry? I didn’t mean it? Because she did mean it, mean all of it. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

“Not your power,” Eddie said, snorting. “Never your power. I’m afraid of your heart.”

Eddie pulls away. “And maybe I’m afraid of you too, Lilyana.”

I would like to be the small innocent child who thinks everything is a game and is just trying to get attention by calling people witches and accidentally kills all her neighbors.

Eddie squeezed her eyes shut. “I’m afraid that I’ll always be afraid. I’m afraid that all these people are hurting and it’s my fault. And I’m afraid to care about any of them. Even you.”

Eddie shook her head again. "I'm afraid of a lot of things, Lil. And I hate it. I don't want to be afraid."

Eddie shook her head, suddenly feeling warm tears in her eyes. “I’m afraid, Lil,” she whispered.

Eddie chuckles bitterly. “You can, if you leave. You deserve a break, Lil. I don’t want you to have to fight forever.”

Eddie nodded uncomfortably. “Of course.”

“You’re my best friend, Lil. I know you, and I’m not going to let you destroy yourself.”

Ok I have already answered this but since then I’ve created shardchickens, so…1. Also, I like the new pfp!!