Trying to write angst.

Sullivan's POV

"No one lives forever.."

"You think I don't know that?" Alder's voice was suddenly cold, his gaze hard. Any semblance of the distraught state he'd been in before at the thought of Reyna passing on due to her old age, gone. I immediately knew I'd f**ked up. Badly. Alder had never looked at me like that. I don't even care that I swore. "Do you have any idea what I've been through?" His voice was increasing in ferocity. "Have you forgotten what I've been through? MY MOTHER DIED, SULLY. MY FATHER F**KING KILLED MY SISTER! HOW HE NEARLY KILLED ME?! AND NOW M-MY CAT, O-OUR CAT WOULD LEAVE ME TOO?"

"Alder-"

"I need to be alone," he muttered, coldly turning away from me. "I'm g-going on a walk. I'm sorry." He walked to the front door and slammed it shut behind him. Feeling extremely guilty I just fell back on the couch, unsure of what do.

"I've really messed up," I said to myself.

Would we ever come out of this?

(This scene still makes me sad, whelp)

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