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Nyx. 

"Lets open them Nova.. Let's open them.." 

This is actually fucking insane. I shouldn't have said that .. I don't even know if I'm ready to open it yet. I don't know if Nova's comfy with opening hers -- This whole thing -- the life plan the two of us had made was going to shit. Utter shit. You would think I would just want to get it over with -- But it's so much easier to panic about the answer I might get. At this point, I'm pretty much just questioning ever decision I've ever made in life. 

I don't know why I thought I could ever get into this school. I don't know why I ever thought I could be successful. I always cracked under stress, but god damn I didn't know my body could react this way. My palms were all sweaty, and my heart was pounding in my chest. I wonder if Nova could hear it -- Nah that's a pretty stupid thought-  I highly doubt that my heart could beat so loud that Nova would be able to hear it. But it felt like it was going to explode. Just like - boom. And then I'll be dead. And if I'm dead, I won't be able study at Alynthi -- 

WHY IS THIS SO HARD - Dear Satan why can't I just open the damn letter? It's -- It's just a letter, right? WRONG! ITS NOT JUST A LETTER ITS MY WHOLE DAMN LIFE-  Nope. Nope. This is going to be fineeee- 

"Oh my god you just LOOK like you're overthinking. Calm down Nixxy." Nova said, putting her hand on my head and patting it a couple times. I didn't exactly like it, but she's my twin, and I'm glad she's trying to comfort me. Even though her hands are dry as hell. Oh well, beggars can't be choosers I guess. 

"I am calm." A pause. She didn't look convinced at all. "As calm as a cool calm -- uh -- person?" 

Nova stared at me and blinked multiple times. 

"Al--alright?" Nova said, looking confused as hell. She looked away though, and traced her name on the letter. I just watched. Theres nothing more that I could do. I really do wish I could encourage her too open it, and that it'll be okay. That no matter what happens, I'll always still be here for her. But I couldn't. My voice dried up in my throat, and no matter how many times I tried to cough it off, it was still there. Pressing down, almost choking me. 

So I grabbed the letter, and tore it open. 

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