It's terrible! I'll catch you up: Nobody knows where Rogue is, and I'm frantically running through the woods, trying to find him. I'm absolutely panicked. What if...! I actually can't right now. I just need to find him and know he's okay. Damnit! Where the hell is he?! I'm yelling as loud as I can, running through the winding woods, probably going in circles, but I can't think straight right now. What if his shadow attacked him?! How could I let this happen, I was supposed to save him from that damn shadow! I was supposed to save him, so where is he? Oh my God. There he is. Rogue is lying by a stream, listening to music. I can't stop the feelings from rushing over me. First, it's anger.
"ROGUE. HOW COULD YOU?! We've been searching EVERYWHERE for you, you didn't tell a soul where you were going! EVERYONE IS WORRIED SICK!" Rogue looks surprised and very sorry, but before he could get a word out, my hands unclench and I'm switching gears completely. "I'm so glad you're okay, I thought... I thought something terrible had happened, with the shadow, and..."
Rogue is shutting me up with a hug.
"Sting..." I'm trying to contain myself. "I'm so sorry." He says simply. I'm letting myself sink into his arms. Before I know it, the words just come out.
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How can I be sure? (Stingue)
ФанфикBased on lyrics from the song "Pale Shelter" by Tears For Fears // This is written in Sting's perspective
