“I don’t know, I don’t know─── I want to, though. I want to real bad. Will… will you let me try?”
Her head’s a mess— she’s a mess— and it’s mortifying that she had to break down like this in order to get them to this point. No one has ever seen her cry, not over for thousand years, and there’s a distinct feeling of self-loathing that coils in her stomach, and has her tears run faster and her wailing like the sad sack of rock that she is.
She’s just so sorry. And the fact that Jasper is giving her a chance to redeem herself— it’s a chance she will not hesitate to take. She won’t squander it. Not now, not ever.
…she took a step forward.
Slowly opening herself up, her arms hovered awkwardly in the air– motioning the other for… to approach. But since they were already so close… she was the one who decided to close the distance between them, she was who placed her arms around the other’s, holding her gently, and who has her cheek resting against a warm chest, sniffling.
And she’s looking at her, and says what she’s been dying to say ever since they saw each other again, on that boat, on that very fateful day───
Watching the other come undone made her heart completely unravel.
Jasper was on a path to self-destruction before. But what happens when you're given a second chance? Truthfully, she was afraid that even if her and Lapis did repair things, ultimately it would come to an end. Didn't it always? That was how it...
...It was how it was meant to be for gems like her.
You were punished because you deserved it.
You were hurt because you deserved it.
You were given what you deserved,
and you were always expected to take it.
"..." She didn't mean to be made of so many sharp edges. She hadn't realised she was so starved of love until the first fusion in YEARS came to her ──── She wanted it again. She wanted it and never wanted to feel alone again. It didn't hurt for so long and then the other came... Lapis came, and thousands of year’s worth of suppressed damage had all come back.
She looked fragile when she cried. Truthfully, she hated it.
She was hurt more when she cried, and thus, the tears dried up.
But the other was as fluid as rivers ─ the very water itself ─ it was no wonder that in no time, water had found itself dripping off the sharp point of her chin. Jasper found herself in the arms of the other in seconds─── On her knees and holding her close as if it was the last time she'd see her.
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