★ [QUARANTE ET UN]: Hurt Her And I'll HURT You

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[QUARANTE ET UN]: Hurt Her And I'll HURT You

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[QUARANTE ET UN]: Hurt Her And I'll HURT You

"What is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives."

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may 13, saturday, funneh's house

[FUNNEH EVA]~

"Yeah, I like the more purely white. It's more beautiful." I reason, the designer nodding in agreement aswell as my mother. Ayano frowns, "Ew. No red? Pathetic." She spat, Kyran laughed.

"Hah, no you are pathetic." Kyran continous, "And this is her debut, not yours. It's a pool party, not a hollywood runway," Ayano's cheeks flush a bright red.

She stayed silent for most of my opinions. But we still heard some scoffs, laughs. We all ignored her.

After the planning, we all went home and quietly went to our own activities. Kyran with his volleyball practice and I with Alec's homework.

Mom with her designing and father with his meetings. Ayano with her whatever the hell she is plotting. I hear a soft knock on my wooden door.

I open the door to expect Ayano, but see my step father instead. "Oh, hi?" I awkqardly greet him. He smiles, "Happy 18th, I'm sorry that I wouldn't be able attend." I nod, my step father and I never really had a close connection.

I closed the door carefully and walked back to my spiny chair. My phone vibrated. . and it was Alec calling? I pick it up with a perplexed expression.

I laugh, "Hi?" He clears his throat to answer back. "Yeah whatever, happy birthday." I cackle, "So thoughtful~" I playfully mock him. He scoffs in the other line.

"My uh, m-mother told—uh I mean forced me yeah, forced me to tell you this." I raise an eyebrow, seems like a lying redhead! "Hmm, okayyyy. Anything else to say?"

The silence was uncomfortable and I was about to hang up when, "Don't forget to invite me." Then the line ended.

My heart sped up like a rocket and my cheeks felt warm. "Well, since you said that you're the only one going to be in my mind." I smiled and laughed to myself.

Pathetic lovesick girl.

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[ALEC LOUISE]~

What was I thinking in answering that? Kyran patted my shoulder making me flinch. "Want me to kill you?" I glare back at him. "You know I like her now?" He nods.

"And I the only thing I know is that if you dare hurt her, you will be dead the next time your family sees you. Broken bones and all." He warns me. Sending me in a couple of snickers.

I then looked at him at the eye, "I'll f*cking do. I know girls, I've had a girlfriend before." Kyran's eyes widened a bit. "Wait, you had a girlfriend?" I nod.

"That's the past, I'd rather not." He smirks, "Tell me your history Reed, everything about you, from your father to your brother." My eyes widen. "What if I don't?" I mock him.

His grin widens. "Then you don't get my sister." I laugh, "She isn't a bet, stop using her." Kyran's face reddened. "Uhm, did it sound that way? I didn't mean it like that! I respect my sister!"

I scoff at him, "How do you know about my brother is dead kind of stuff? Did Funneh tell you?" I ask respectfully, "Well Funneh and I say you at the cemetary, she must've left the part out that I was with her." I nodded in understanding.

I told him some vague stuff, some stuff that seem blurry. I don't really want to reveal everything about me. I don't want him sharing the whole school.

While he assures me that he is a trusted person with secrets, I can't let myself fall for that trick. "That's it for now." I stood up and went to practice again.

He quickly backhugged me. "Awh, you're perfect for my sister. Not very revealing of the past. You are a check for me." I blush deep red, "Hahah, you should see the color of your face. It's as red as your hair." 

I ignore him hile he whispers in my ear quietly. "But what I said about you and my sister is true. F*ckin hurt her and I'll hurt you," Kyran warned, walking away from me.

"I never will, but why the hell is he taking everything so seriously?" I mutter to myself, "Because you like her, that's what protective brothers do. Like with Gold." Prince slinged an arm on my shoulder leaving me annoyed.

Prince laughs randomly, "Hahaha, you were really firm with Kyran." I nodded. "I guess? That's what brother want? A confident guy that can promise to protect their sister."

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[KYRAN DELLAN]~

I walked home without any problem. Atumbling across Funneh's room to see her researching or studying about what the hell it is. I knock on her door, "Come in!" She looks to my direction.

With a small smile, "Oh hi Ky!" I pat her head and plop myself comfortably on her bed. "Ew Ky! You are coated with sweat! Stop wiping it on my newly pressed sheets!" I sit up, grabbing a water from my bag and taking a huge gulp.

Funneh huffed, "Dad told me he couldn't attend." I nodded, "Yeah, he's always like that. But not with Ayano." Funneh explained, "Mom told us that it was because Ayano wants attention. She had been used to being a spoiled brat."

"Yeah, I wonder to when she'll ever change." I wonder, sending us to another series of laughter. "Never." Funneh breathed out in amusment.

But yeah, I wish Ayano taht you would stop being so narcissistic and realuze the beauty around you. The world doesn't revolve around you.

EDITED: MAY 3, 2018

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