Reina should have known this wasn't going to be a good idea. Wandering around in the woods without knowing where she was headed. It was silly for her to even think about it. And now it was getting dark and she couldn't find her way. Tears were beiginning to form in the corners of her amber eyes as she looked about for something she could identify as a landmark.
That was when she noticed it. A man also in the woods. Her first instinct was to turn around and dash in the opposite direction. People scared her, and she scared people. They shouldn't cross. Yet if she ran she would only become even more lost. It only took a moment of thinking to see what she should do in this sort of situation.
"Ex-excuse me sir," She attempted to call out but her voice cracked from nervousness. "But I'm lost and need help."
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Faodubh turned his head to face me--I felt like a pair of inscrutable eyes were washing over me with their gaze, even though I couldn't see them. The feeling chilled me down to my bones, making me feel like I had to warm myself up under a blanket.
“How did she hurt this person?”
He turned back to look at Copycat, his body relaxing a bit--he was letting out a breath.
“Somebody told her that he loves her, and she ran away from him.”
“But I thought I hurt her--” The words slipped out before I could stop them, and Faodubh quickly turned his head to face me again.
“This was you? You did this?”
“...Yes. I told her that I love her.” I looked down at the ground, sighing. “I didn't mean to hurt her like that--”
“She hurt you.”
Faodubh cut through the thin air my sentence left behind, leaving me frozen and stunned. I knew she said she hurt me, but how could he not see she was hurt as well?
“But she cried and screamed--she ran away and passed out because she just kept saying she doesn't deserve love...”
“And you chased after her.”
He sighed again, turning to face the empty park before us.
“She said she doesn't deserve love. You know this, yet you chased after her. Why is that?”
“Because...” My throat blocked up once again with everything that wanted to spill out. Every single wonderful thing about her was begging to be let out--all of the words and phrases and praises and miniature speeches about her virtues demanded I open the floodgates.
“Because I still love her. I cried with her after telling her. I fell to my knees and sobbed, apologizing to the thin air around me after she disappeared from my sight.”
“That's how she hurt you. She denied you what you feel to be true.”
“B-but she...”
“I know she did, but she only did it because that's all she knew how to do.
Please listen to me, Xan. She said she hurt you. After everything that happened, she said she hurt you. She cried, screamed, and passed out under my cloak, but she still said she hurt you.”
I went quiet. One part of my mind dug through every little bit of info in itself that it could find, trying to make sense of what Faodubh had just said.
The other part already knew.
“...But...”
“You care for her if you're going to continue saying you hurt her. Do you not?”
I could only give a sullen nod in response.
“That must be what frightens her. She tells you she is a monster, and you don't believe her. She says she isn't worthy of your love, but you go against that with even more passion than before.
Do you see, Xan?”
“...I see.”
“You're giving her far more than I could. You give her love. I give her nothing.”
“But she told you what happened--she was willing to allow herself to pass out right under your cloak.”
“...And? I don't feel that's me doing anything for her. I'm not doing anything.”
“You...you're sure?”
“I'm positive. She is my friend. I am not even close to being her friend--she deserves somebody happier.
Maybe she deserves you. I'm just here to watch.”
We went silent again after that exchange, my mind twisting and turning with ideas, questions, statements, worries, concerns, anything and everything.
We didn't exchange another word until darkness began to fall over the two of us. I looked over at Copycat--who still remained under Faodubh's cloak--and back at Faodubh, who looked down at her, brow furrowing.
“Should she go back home?”
“Of course.”
He paused.
“Where is her house?”
Standing up, I cocked my head and looked back at the two of them.
“I'll lead the way. You seem you'd be better at carrying her.”
His only response was a nod as he slowly scooped Copycat up in his arms and stood behind me.
“Lead the way.”
We weren't very far from her house, and before long, we found ourselves on her doorstep. We went in, and I had half a mind to just leave her on the living room couch, but Faodubh had already gone past the living room, looking back at me curiously.
“Where's her room, if you know?”
I was an idiot for not wanting to go back into her room--maybe I just didn't want to see her snug in her bed because I knew I wouldn't be able to join her this time.
Maybe I never would, with what I said still ringing through the air and both our minds.
We trudged up to her room, and Faodubh began to tuck her into bed with care normally reserved for a priceless antique. It seemed fitting for him to do that.
He walked out of the room as I stood over Copycat as she slept, words and wishes clashing as tears welled up in my eyes once again. Why was I even crying at this point? I knew I'd fucked everything up beyond belief. What was this supposed to do? Was crying supposed to make me feel better? What kind of stupid backwards logic was that?
None of those thoughts remained, however--I began to lean down towards Copycat without realizing it. Before long, my lips had met her forehead in a small goodnight kiss. Perhaps it was a kiss goodbye.
With another utterance of apology, I walked out of her room without her, and out of her house with Faodubh.
I don't think I'll ever forget that day.
