Chrysala was alone in her apartment, dressed in naught but her lacy shirt and panties as she chopped some popotoes in the kitchen. It was a quiet night, the rain pattering her window outside and for once things were... calm. Noli and Morgi were out on a date together, so Chrys decided to take the night to herself. Unfortunately, she heard an all too familiar swirl from her dining room. She took a breath and prepared herself.
"So, civilized society long since invented these things called doors." She announced without even turning around. Not that she needed to, since she already knew who it was and did not bother to hide her annoyance.
"Still inconvenient." came the reply, in a comforting voice with a sarcastic tone. It pissed Chrys off to no end. "But you know why I'm here. I've been watching you."
"I know you have." Chrys retorted, cutting him off. "And by the way, that's fucking creepy. At least let my partners have some privacy, even if you won't let me go."
"As if I care for anyone but you. Seems we have that in common at least. You have a new partner, do you plan to trust this one or will you hurt them too?"
The man's words got to Chrys, causing her to grip the knife tighter and consider throwing it at him, but she already knew how that would go from the last time she tried. She sighed and relaxed her grip, turning to glare at him. "Why the hell should I tell you? You've done nothing but hurt everyone I've ever loved. I was so much happier before you came around, and that's including watching my entire family going up in flames, screaming the whole time."
Now that she glanced over at him, she could see his face and he didn't let anything show. A pitty, she'd love to see him hurt for once, but nothing ever phased him. She still looked him over, looking the same as he always did. An average looking vierra man with lavender purple hair, round glasses, and a purple heavy coat that obscured the toned body she knew he had underneath. She snapped out of it when he spoke again. "Scathing. Do you treat everyone you claimed to love like this or am I just that special to you?"
"You were, once. But most people have the common courtesy to leave me the FUCK ALONE when we split... so go away. Let me be happy for once." Chrys glared at him, her eyes beginning to well up a little.
The man crossed his arms, shifting his weight to his back foot as he cocked his head a little bit. "Can you be? You're the one who keeps pushing people away. I'll change the question for you. That woman you're seeing. Do you trust her? Or are you once again going to push her away so you don't get hurt?"
Chrys sighed, she already knew this is what he was going to come interrogate her about. They had done this countless times, with everyone she had met, so she knew it was only a matter of time. The question was one she asked herself already, and she knew better than to lie to him. He'd know. He always does. "I... love her. A lot. I don't want to lose her."
"That wasn't the question."
Of fucking course he saw through it. "I... Don't. You know I don't trust anyone. They always leave... by choice or death."
The vierra sighed, closing his eyes and adjusting his glasses. When he opened them again, his expression was softer, kind even. His deep pink eyes were ones Chrys could get lost in, but she hated him for this. She had never seen him angry. Either disappointed or loving. It's infuriating. "You think she may choose to leave you? Because we both saw that death won't stop her." He stated simply, the earlier malice completely gone.
"Why would she stay? I'm just some random girl... she's the warrior of light's wife. I'm just-"
"A person. And that is WHY you deserve love, Chrysala. I love you, this woman obviously loves you, so when will you love you?"
Chrys' hands were shaking at his words, but he was right, he's always fucking right, that smarmy son of a bitch. She stayed silent, so he continued.
"If you trust people, you might get hurt. But if you push people away... You WILL get hurt. Don't reject her like you did me. Most people won't still be on your side after." He then raised his hand and snapped his fingers, the shadows in the room enveloping him in an audible whirl before suddenly he was gone without a trace.
After a long and pregnant pause, Chrys could only muster a few words. "Fuck you, Trystan..."
Despite this, she still mulled over his words. She originally asked Noli and Morgi to go alone so she didn't feel like a third wheel, but what Trystan said was true... she was trying to put distance between them.
She sighed, taking out her tomestone and texting to Noli. "Hey, is it too late to come join you both?"
"A Lonely Night"
Story in alt text, was long enough to hit alt text cap twice. Oops. Sometimes ya just need an asshole to tell it to you straight.
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