This is kind of a vent story, but it’s still a story that I thought I’d share. I got bored, and didn’t feel like using my characters, so I used Morro and Zane. It felt fitting considering Morro’s abandonment issues. Thank you for your time. I hope you enjoy.
Morro was pacing about in his room, his abilities to create wind had been acting up the last few days. He knew why, he just didn’t care enough to talk to people about it. He couldn’t trust them; he couldn’t trust anybody. What was different now from back then?
What changed? Nothing changed, Wu was still the bastard he always would be. Lloyd was scared of him. Kai was an asshole. Jay was scared of him too, and Cole didn’t know how to feel. Then there was Zane. Zane was sweet, always. He was loving and kind and was the best boyfriend a man could ask for, but there was something about that. Morro was needy, and needed constant affection. Zane hadn’t the time for him lately, hadn’t the time for his neediness.
Morro yearned to tell Zane that he needed more attention, but he was too scared. He didn’t want Zane to think he was too needy and get rid of him. Not like Wu had done. Not like his family had done. It wasn’t like he was an important person. He was just some villain turned good by the love of a cute android. He hated the way he was. He hated how needy he was.
It wasn’t like it was something that he could control very well. No, he was very needy due to being abandoned so much. He had abandonment issues up the ass. Though he did like taking things there, that wasn’t what he wanted there. He was currently pacing about his room, chewing on his nails as he thought over the issue he was having.
There was a tight feeling in his chest, a feeling of longing. He missed when Zane gave him a lot of attention, but unlike him, Zane was a public figure. Zane was a busy man. He had to go to things. But Morro worried, what if Zane was cheating on him? What if he wasn’t good enough? He constantly worried about Zane telling him that he loved him… but he didn’t want him anymore. That he would get rid of him too. What reason did Zane have to keep him after all? Was it pity? Was it actual love? Morro didn’t know. Morro was scared though. So very scared.
Morro continued to pace about his room in the monastery. His foot fall was the only thing that could be heard. He was starting to tear up. Zane was supposed to be back by now. What if he really was cheating? Morro remembered that Zane also really liked Pixal once upon a time. Maybe they were getting back together behind his back.
He pulled on his hair and let out a frustrated screech. He was glad no one else was around to hear him. Everyone else had gone out, not a soul decided to tell him about it though. He was so wound up; he was about ready to explode.
“Morro?” Zane’s smooth voice made him feel sick.
“Yeah?” Morro turned to face the blushing android.
“Are you alright? I heard you scream.”
“When did you get back?”
“A few minutes ago, did you not notice?”
There Zane was, making him feel dumb for noticing something. He snorted, he felt irritation rising in his stomach. Anger was a secondary emotion, not that Morro knew this, and in the end, Morro felt hurt. He was angry and upset because he was scared. So scared that Zane would leave him that he was even questioning his feelings for the nindroid.
Did he love Zane? He wondered sometimes. He didn’t know anymore. He thought he did, but emotions were hard, especially love. What did love even feel like? Was it that high that he originally felt around Zane? That feeling had faded a while ago.
Morro looked away, before he continued to pace about.
“Is something on your mind, Morro? Are you alright? Do you have a fever?” Zane’s eyebrows knit together.
“No, it’s fine. I’m fine.” Morro replied. In the end, he figured this was his fault. His fault for being the way he was, his fault for always messing things up. That’s why everyone left. He always screwed up. It made him yearn for someone who would stay, but he knew better. No one would ever stay. They would say they would but they wouldn’t.
“That is not true, why are you lying?” Zane bit his lip, he glanced to the door before turning his attention back to Morro.
Morro was beginning to shake now. He didn’t want to hurt Zane’s feelings but this was tearing him apart inside. He figured it didn’t matter. Wu should have let him drown. Wu should have never picked him up off the street. He was a fuck up, a screw up that only made mistakes. Hell, his own death was a mistake. He simply miscalculated something, and that was the cause of his untimely demise.
“It’s nothing, Zane, just leave me alone.” Morro grumbled.
“I cannot assist if you continue to push me away.” Zane sighed.
“I’m not pushing you away! I just-just need some time to think!” Morro snapped.
“Oh.” Zane reeled back a bit.
There it was, Zane was still scared of him to some degree. Or maybe he was just worried about pushing Morro over edge.
“Please… When you are ready, tell me what’s wrong.” Zane turned and began walking to the door.
Morro fidgeted in spot for a minute or two, “Fine! You want to know what’s wrong?! I don’t trust you!” He hissed.
Zane froze up, turning back to Morro, his eyes wide.
“I don’t trust you.” The tears that had been welling in Morro’s eyes spilled over. “I can’t trust you. You’re just going to abandon me again! Hell, you’ve even started showing signs that you’ll do it! You’re just like everyone else! I thought things would be different!”
“Morro-” Zane began.
“No!” Morro snarled. “No! You shut up and listen!”
“Morro, I’ve-”
“I can’t ever trust you.” Morro was beginning to pace back and forth. There was a pit in the bottom of his stomach as his chest felt like it was being constricted. “You’re just going to leave me like everyone does! Everyone always leaves! So just go already! You’ve got Pixal! You don’t need me!”
“Morro-”
“You’ve been doing the same things everyone else who’s ever gotten rid of me is doing! You keep making excuses as to why, but I know why! You’re cheating on me! Or you just don’t love me anymore! Just go ahead, say it already!” Morro was starting to shout.
“Morro, I love y-”
“No. No, you don’t. You’re just a liar. Like everyone else. You pity me. You’re only hear because you feel like if you weren’t, I’d kill myself. What reason do I have to live anyways? I’m just some villain, a bad guy! Someone who people don’t want around their kids.” He was spiraling out of control and his powers were beginning to react to the emotional turmoil inside of him.
“Please calm down.” Zane tried to approach but the wind knocked him back and over.
“Shut up!” Morro screamed, his eyes starting to glow a bit. “You’ve just been holding me back.”
The look in Zane’s eyes made Morro hurt, but he couldn’t keep living a lie.
“I don’t need you! I don’t need anyone!” Morro was pacing even faster. “Especially not ones who lie to me!”
Zane stared; his eyes wide.
“All you’ve done is lie to me.” Morro snarled. “And for that, you deserve to suffer. You shouldn’t use people!”
“I would never-”
“Yes, you would! You used me! You used me to make Pixal jealous so you could get back together with her!”
“Morro, that’s not-”
“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?” With a small flick of his wrist, his wind slammed Zane into the wall beside the door.
“If you would just let me-”
“No! I won’t listen to your lies anymore! I don’t want to be told you love me! I don’t want to be told you’ll stay because you won’t! No one does! I’m not worth it! I’m not worth anything! So, shut up!” More tears fell from Morro’s cheeks.
“Oh, Morro…” Zane sighed and tried to stand, only to be knocked over by a gust of wind.
Morro fell silent as he stared at Zane, he turned his attention to the window. He could fit through it, right? He needed to get away. To escape. He didn’t want to deal with this anymore. He couldn’t handle dealing with this anymore.
“Morro, please.” Zane was tearing up.
Morro rushed the window, pushing it up and slipping out of it. He didn’t want to be in the monastery anymore. He didn’t want to be near Zane anymore. He was tired of this all. He found his way to the stairs and ran off. It was the only thing he could do. He didn’t need anyone. He didn’t need Zane. He had himself, and that’s all he’d ever need.
The End.