Kingdom | The Dragon Prince x Reader Oneshots

20. Soren- Okay?

(Requested)

:)

this is a oneshot that hopefully can convey some of my words directly to you, if you're in a bad state of mind

High School AU

__

It's quiet. More quiet than I would have liked, if I'm honest. I feel empty, having twitched out everything for the past couple hours. I shake my head and thump my foot, trying to crawl out of my own skin, desperate for something to latch on to, to help me remove some part of me that I despise so much; in which my hatred overcomes me, and then I yell, and I scream at the people that I love, and I roll my eyes even though I want to plead for forgiveness.

After they walk away, dejected, I bash myself for the things that I do, my mouth not even daring to open up and spill out all the feelings that I feel, all the emotions that toll through me on a daily basis, and just leave myself here to rot in my own toxicity. I want to find something to let it out, but no tears fall to my command, no shouts or yells pull themselves free from the fine linings of my vocal chords, I just breathlessly float away.

Sometimes I wished I could just float away. To a place where I didn't have to have this part of me that I despise so much. It wasn't my choice to have mental breakdowns in the bathroom at school, nor was it to threaten my parents that I'd run away just because they were upset that my grades had fallen so badly.

But in the moment, I thought to myself: who the fuck cares about me? When have my parents ever asked if I was okay? When have they ever sat down, smiled, looked into my eyes and said: "(Y/N), I love you," fully, and earnestly, without hesitation, without that glint in their eyes that tell me I'm not good enough? Who, when they look at me, don't have that sparkle of disgust? The false words that roll off their tongues, feeding lies into my ears, telling me that I'm so good?

Because I'm not. I'm just a stupid kid that lies all the time.

God.

A hefty gurgle comes from the back of my throat as I feel the urge to vomit, but restrain it once I hear my phone ring. My shaky hand goes to grab it, fingers trembling at the touch of the cold, lit-up screen.

I see the Caller ID and immediately wince.

Oh, Soren. Nevertheless, I take a breath in and act like I'm fine. My finger presses the pick-up button.

"Hey babe," I chirp, a smile plastered onto my face, my teeth tugging at my bottom lip. "What's up?"

"Baby!" His smooth yet energetic voice is like a kick to the stomach. I flinch, almost dropped my phone, my hand clapped over my mouth at an attempt to muffle the sound of air being knocked out of my lungs.

"It took you a longer time to pick up than usual," he mused, chuckling in amusement. I forced out a laugh, my voice breaking in the middle, but cleared my throat to even out the consistency of it.

"Yeah, it kinda did," I laughed, pinching my arm between my thumb and index finger. Soren gave another chortle from the other end of the line. My insides were churning. I couldn't stand the stillness of the call.

"Well, I bought donuts! Unlike me, but gotta have a treat once in a while. For us, you know? Speaking of which, I'm at your door! You told me your folks aren't home, so I dropped by!"

"Wh-What?" I hummed, trying to sound even more positive. Now? A surprise visit?

"You don't sound too happy to see me," Soren teased, his voice disoriented from the breeze blowing outside. "You sure you want me to come?"