Writemas Day 12!
Thanks for the tag, @kitty-is-writing and @agirlandherquill!!! I'm a bit late, as per usual, but here we go!
For some variety, let's go with a snippet from the script of my webcomic I am working on (:
Prompt: "You don't love me. You can't. Because I love you, that's how this works. Not the other way around. You are meant to hate me."
CALLISTO (looking at the ground, eyes empty, as he brushes Mallerie's hand away from his arm, voice faint and disbelieving):
"Why do you keep lying to me?"
MALLERIE (blinks, frozen in place by confusion):
"...What? I never lie to you. What do you - ?"
CALLISTO (interrupts, closing his eyes in frustration, a twinge of a bitter chuckle to his words as he finally speaks):
"Yes, yes you do. You say you care about me, that you want to help me. Do you think I don't see absurdity of that? Why in the blazing hells would a nobleman, a Duke of all people, want to help someone like me. A Painted Rose - a slave, commodity, a toy. I'm not your peer, not even a damn citizen. And yet you'd risk exile by simply standing beside me, and you expect me to fall for it. What a fucking joke."
MALLERIE (eyes softening, hands fiddling with the hem of his fancy robes):
"But none of it is a lie, Cal. I'm telling you the truth, I-....You're my friend, you're a good person. More than that, even, to me. Is that not enough reason to help you?"
CALLISTO (snaps):
"Stop trying to make me believe in something that is not there! If you want a good time, if you're just so bored you have picked me to entertain you, or whatever, just fucking tell me. I can live with that. Because that's what I'll always be. And only that. Stop -" (his breath hitches on a sob before he forces his voice to grow sharper once more, though he starts openly crying halfway through the sentence anyway) "Stop giving me false hope where there is none. Stop playing with my mind. Stop. Just stop! I can't handle it anymore. I don't care if I'm nothing to you or t-to this disgusting land - I stopped caring long ago. Say whatever you truly want, but don't treat me as if I was stupid enough to believe that-..."
[His words, now a sobbing rant more than anything, are cut off as Mallerie pulls him into a tight but gentle embrace. The act freezes Callisto in place, as he stiffens, tears falling silently now as he struggles to comprehend this, the last thing he ever would've expected. For a moment, time seems to stop.]
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