Chapter 4 - is it Love?

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(TW: swearing)

Lyney PoV:

It's already been a day since Freminet made me question so many things. I couldn't really get out of my room either, having been in my room for much longer than normal everyone would question everything.

But nonetheless, my brain still couldn't give me an answer to the question; Do I Love her or Like her?

I'm sure it's one of those but which one?

Romance books have always caught my attention, I've read plenty to Freminet so maybe that's where his statement came from, the way they describe the person they're in love with, being a trajic or a happily ever after...how they describe the person they love is always the same. And I discribed her, like they do in those books.

I then had an Idea, I got up from my bed and went over to the bookshelf and.... There it is , my favourite book of all romances. I have memorized it completely, but right now I only needed one page, which, by coincidence, I opened the book right at.

Maybe it's the fact I always look for this part in particular whenever I read or I'm feeling hopeless in love... but right now, I really need to analyse those words used.

I love her. I do not care about what your opinion is father! I can not get her god like complexion out of my hopeless thoughts. She is the reason I wake up every morning. She is the reason I get jealous everytime she talks to a nother man. She is the reason I still wish to live father! The want for her soft and tender lips against my own. The way her hair flows in the wind of every day. Every little thing. I love her!

Ah, yes. The tragedy of this love story is tragic yet beautiful. The book is by unknown author as it was from many years ago, but now, copies have been sold for years and years, the words changed to modernised usages.

It's simply, a noble who has fallen inlove with a nother who has been accused of a crime even if they're innocent. In the end they're both executed, hand holding hand... It's a beautiful tragedy...

Wake up and analyse Lyney.

Right, I need to analyse the words used. It mentions not caring about someone else's opinion, I told Lynette that. It talks about how he only can think about her, I couldn't get her out of my mind for this past day, not even now. He talks about her hair, I told Lynette about that. It also talks about her lips... I gave the best description to Lynette about that.

I am inlove with her.

No, I need more evidence.

And just like that, I went through all and everyone of my romance books. And they were all accurate. Damn it Xue.

I guess I couldn't help it. But... knowing that she's gonna be gone eventually beacuse of her job... I have no chance.

Goddamn it Xue.

But, then again, in most books it also mentions jealousy...which I haven't seen to have experienced... The description might mean I am in love, but not absolutely in love love... Right?

Never the less, I did need to get my mind off things, a stroll through Fontaine might help.

So just like that I sneaked out without questions. Though Lynette had the more cat like appearance, I had the sences, which between them ment stealth. So thanks genes.

Once I stepped outside the cold chill of Fontaine hit my face. Now where to go? Maybe I should just go to the bakery in town, and pass the fountain. Yeah, good plan.

As I walked I quickly found myself close to the fountain. My eyes wondered to the people around till my eyes hit a familiar silk like hair... Xue.

I just couldn't get rid of her huh?

I smiled at myself for that statement my heartbeat slightly speeding up.

But then I couldn't help but look to the person she was talking to...tall, ginger...Master Childe.

They were both laughing at eachothers company...they looked so happy... My fist couldn't help but clench and dig my nails into my palm, my fist shaking in anger...

Wait.

Anger?

Anger at them talking and spending their time together?...

Fuck. I'm jealous. And just as all the books described, they all felt jealous when their love interest was talking to another man.

So... I really am inlove...

Just then I had the urge to walk up to them and just death stare childe... So I let my heart act over my brain.

Just as I was a few meters away. I regained my thoughts. What am I doing? Was I just about to ruin whatever they were doing by being jealous over someone I've only know for a day? God I really am delusional.

Just as I was about to turn around I heard a voice.

"Lyney! Good morning!" Xue.

She noticed me, no leaving the situation now.

"Hey!" I replied my usual happy tone back on my words as I walked closer. I then I turned my gaze to childe, he looked me up and down ready to speak. I knew what he was gonna say. so I threw the casual 'don't you dare.' stare, and thank the archons he cached on.

"Hi Lyney, you two know eachother?" Childe asked not mentioning anything about the fatui.

"Yea! I met him yesterday after his performance, how about you two, how do you know eachother?" Her sweet voice spoke, the voice I couldn't get out of my head all night... I couldn't help but look at her pretty smile...

"I... Know him from around here! Yeah I've seen him perform." Childe said, thank archons he caught on about not talking about the fatui.

"Anyway, gotta run, it was a pleasure talking to you Xue. Cya." And with that the despicable ginger left. Finally.

"Sooo, what brings you around here Lyney?" Her voice spoke my direction, flashing a smile.

I couldn't help but smile back.

"I was going to the bakery to have breakfast and enjoy the air." I grabbed her hand bowing slightly and kissing it, like I did last time. I had the determination of flirting with her as much as possible before she left. As much as it'll hurt. I'll do it. "Wanna come with, ma cherí?" I asked with a wink, my mouth still close to her hand I didn't let go of.

She smiled sweetly at me, oh that sweet smile has me addicted.

"Ofcurse I'll come with you."

I smiled and stopped bowing, but not letting go of her hand, wanting to keep her warm and soft skin touching mine.

"To the bakery it is! My teart!"

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