I Told The Moon About You

14: The Sun Can Burn

if i see any of y'all calling mars annoying or saying she's overreacting, i'm throwing hands. she's 13, and believe it or not, that's still a kid! she isn't even in high school!
just because YOU wouldn't react the way she did, doesn't mean she's wrong in doing so. she feels betrayed, she was scared, she's upset. she has every RIGHT to feel these things and has every right to want to have time for herself and be ALONE

yes, she can be stubborn, but again: SHE'S A KID. she's not being dramatic. or rude. or annoying. she's reacting.

so please, for the love of god, stop belittling a 13 year old character's feelings. it's pathetic to see; some of you need to learn to put yourself in other people's shoes.

FOURTEEN
The Sun Can Burn

Mars had been giving Elias the silent treatment for three days.

Well, the semi-silent treatment. She only talked to him when necessary, like asking about dinner or homework she was stuck on. Other than that, nothing. He knew she could be stubborn, but he didn't know she could be that stubborn.

He had just picked her up from their neighbor's house after work, and just like every other day since their falling out, she didn't even look at him. She just waited for him to unlock the door so she could disappear inside.

But it was getting unbearably painful at this point.

"Mars," he said, making her stop in her tracks. "Can we talk?"

"No."

He clenched his jaw, trying to ignore the ache in his chest. "Mars. I'm sorry for yelling at you. I know that was probably scary, but I promise you I'll never do it again. Can you please look at me?"

"I don't want to."

"Then can you at least talk to me? Or listen. You don't have to look at me."

She didn't respond to him verbally. But her walking right up the stairs was an answer in itself.

Elias dropped down onto the couch and leaned over, burying his face in his hands. How much longer would it be like this? He had never gone this long without talking to her — normally talking to her. How was he supposed to get her to listen?

He didn't know how. He'd tried everything. Was it supposed to be this hard?

This whole situation had been dragging him down for the past few days. He couldn't stop thinking about it, couldn't stop going over the possibilities of what would've happened if he talked to her sooner, if he just told the truth as soon as she asked instead of hesitating.

His bad mood was obvious to anyone who was even remotely close to him. Gale noticed, Felix and Marco and the Anthonys noticed — Roman noticed, most of all. Even when he told everyone he was fine, Roman was the only one to seem fully unconvinced.

God — Roman. Elias couldn't help but huff out a sad laugh into his palms. He was so blatantly worried; you could see it in his eyes, in his texts, in the things he said. Elias forgot the last time someone cared about him that much.

He wasn't sure he ever had a partner that cared to that extent.

Elias thought that whoever Roman ended up with in the future would be so, so lucky. If he cared for Elias that much, he couldn't even imagine how he'd be toward a lover.

Ding.

And speak of the devil.

Roman -
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