Mcyt - Royalty AU

Dream ~ Locked doors 2

Warning: Swearing

"Clay, you're hurting me. I just want to help"

Silents greeted you but you refused take it's hand, you could feel your eyes watering. As your voice trembled underneath your words the pools in your eyes turned into rivers as the flowed down your face. For the first time since clay had shut you out you fully broke, letting everything go. You tried to hide your own sobs, as you finally spoke out again

"I miss you"

...

"I didnt go anywhere..."

"What?"

You listened for him to start speaking again, praying to the gods that he would. You hadn't expected him to talk, it took you by surprise and at first you hadn't realised it was him who was speaking. Now you knew it was him, you thought maybe he was ready to let you in but as seconds went by with no response your hope fell away

"Don't do this. It's not fair"

The water welling in your eyes now dampening your cheeks as they fell

"You said you didn't go anywhere, if you don't prove it to me I'm kicking this door in"

The tears came with no avail, as you pleaded with all your soul for him to just talk to you. You wanted to help him, to make him feel safe and secure, to help him realise it's okay

"PLEASE..."

The hallway was silent after that, only the occasional sniffle from you. He knew you were crying, and God did it hurt him but he wasn't going to let you know that it did. He already thought you saw him as weak, he wasn't speaking and had practically locked himself away. He knew he was pathetic,  he wanted you to console him, yet he couldn't bare you to see him like this

"I'm sorry, I think you should go"

Your heart practically broke at the response. He didn't want you there, after everything you did. But you weren't sad anymore, you were angry.

"Are you kidding me!"

You hit the door with the palm of your hand, harder than you had expected making even yourself jump. You had just done so much to try and make him happy, all you wanted was for him to talk to you. After all communication is an important part in every relationship

"Look I know you're upset but I just poured my heart out to you. I'm trying so hard to make it better"

"I know."

His responses were dry and bland, he wasn't even trying to make you feel better, to comfort you , to tell you not to worry and he would be fine. You loved him to death and he wouldn't even open up to you, it was quite frankly hypercritocal. You always told him how you felt, how he could help and what you needed. But he couldn't do the same with you, it was a one way street

"There's 4 years down the fucking drain then."

You werent going to really break up with him, but you were pulling at all the strings you could think of to get him to talk to you. You waited for him to fight, to beg you not to leave, for him to swing open the door and jump into your arms, to-

"I guess it is."

WHAT. THE. FUCK. You were pissed. The fact that he didnt even care about the fact that you were going to break up with him, even if you actually weren't. If you had been any weaker you would have cried and run right out of that castle and broken up with him for real.
But for you it was enough to get you stick you to your roots. Holding a grudge against him you swore you wouldn't move until he opened the goddamn door.

"I am NOT leaving, in fact I'm staying  here until you open this FUCKING door"

With no response yet again you just started whispered to yourself.

"If this is as close as I can be to you right now, then here I'm staying"

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And stay you did, you sat there in silence for  2 hours and 15 minutes just watching the clock go by and using your imagination to pass the time. To say the least you were pissed, He hadn't said a word in 2 hours and 15 minutes, not to himself, not to you and not even to the maid who came by to drop his dinner off (which was now cold and half eaten because you had gotten hungry). It was around 2 hours and 18 minutes in when you lost count and dosed off and at 2 hours and 46 minutes Clay broke the silence

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"

You know you can't stay here all night, right?"

He waited for a response that never came, Slightly pissed off at your silent treatment he reiterated the question.

"You know you cant stay here, Right."

He was almost annoyed for a minute, but when no response came yet again his annoyance turned into worry.

"Hey are you okay"

He waited, looking at your shadow from the crack under the door for any movement. After a few seconds he come to one conclusion

"Are you, asleep?"

Laughing to himself knowing he was now technically right when he told you to leave

"I did tell you you should go, you're gonna get cold."

He realised he was just talking to himself at this point, he did think about just going to bed and leaving you there. But as he thought abiut it more and more a bubble of guilt started to slowly creep into his stomach, he had second thoughts

"Oh, fuck me"

Getting up he slowly opened the door, peaking out to make sure no-one else was around, and there you were hudled in a ball leaning against the door frame. He somewhat nudged you with his foot, thinking that maybe you were fake sleeping. He laughed to himself knowing full well that was something you would do, but you didn't move and only whined a bit at the disturbance.

"I guess you can't stay here"

Getting down to your level he sat on his knees, shifting his arms underneath your back and knees to lift you up, stopping for a moment to get in the 'proper' carrying position. If this were a fairytale it would almost be like he was carrying you out of danger, out of the missery in you life. He wasnt a prince charming and yet you were still the damsel in distress, To him fighting of a dragon for you would be easier than talking about how he truly felt. Laying you almost softly on his bed, forgetting to hold your head as if flopped onto the pillow. Wincing he thought he may have woken you up and that is not something he had the guts to deal with right now. You stirred for a second but didn't awake. It was easy like this, he could talk to you without truly talking to you

"I am still here for you"

Questioning if be really meant what he just said he bagan to tuck you in, Pulling the covers over your body to keep you warm. He paused for a second, pushing the hair out of your face to get a better look at you, He got about a second to look before you tuned over in your sleep. Even in your sleep you could hold a grudge harder than stone.

"I'll make it up to you, one day I promise. You'll never feel alone again"

He thought about laying with you, just for a moment, but decided that sleeping in one of the guest rooms would be better suited.

"But that's not today"

He shuffled back towards the door taking one last look before closing the door behind him. Reassuring himself that sleeping alone for would be best for both of you. After all, that was what he did best,

Being alone..