Abyss: Part two! Difference (the poem) is owned by princess_belle!
~Claudia~
There is a part of me
That feels I am different from everyone else
Something I can’t quite see,
Something I can’t quite feel,
Something so unreal.
But this “thing” is always there,
This thing with others, I will never share.
So I push it to the back of my mind,
All the thoughts of boys and clothes
And make-up, it is hiding behind.
Sometimes, when I have almost forgotten,
It comes back with such ferocity,
Angry and unforgiving.
I feel so lost and sad,
Whatever had caused this feeling
Must have been so horrible and bad.
A lost memory or something else,
I’ll never know,
Whatever it is,
I know for sure,
I can never let this feeling show.
I woke up, remembering the day she read the poem to me. She said she didn’t understand it, but I did. The maturity level I always hid, I’ve never shown. I kept my head down.
‘Maybe she’ll understand now.’
I hoped she did, at the least. If she didn’t, I don’t know what else I could do! Except, for you know scream at her about being infatuated (or in love) with him.
Kari did the quiz, I know she did, and I knew she got a positive result.
She was infatuated with him, it’s too soon for love, and she should know it now. Prince didn’t know about her liking him, or that he felt somewhat similar to her. She would have to hide her feelings.
I smiled, slightly, as the two came into the main part of the cave.
‘She has different clothes.’
~Kari~
I woke up with something draped around me. I didn’t know what it was…but it felt soft and warm. I was still drowsy, and tried to get closer, but sleep eluded me.
Eventually, I gave up and got out of the warm object. The first thing I noticed was that Prince was here (uh-oh!) The second thing I noticed was that I slept in his hoodie.
‘How do I tell him?’
I padded up to my bag, pulling out a black Roxy t-shirt and some pair of pants. Hopefully, he got the message.
“Oh. You have no clothes on.”
‘Genius.’
Luckily he turned away, and I changed my clothes (more like put on clothes that I “bought”.)
I glanced at my bag, noticing nothing out of place. “You didn’t touch my bag?”
“How could I? I was asleep!”
“Oh.” I sat down again (right next to him) I really hated the cold, and I shivered.
Prince stood up, leaving me alone with the cold. He threw his hoodie on me, and sat next to me. His warmth spread through me, along with something else.
“You don’t like the cold?”
“No.” I smiled. “I think this is the longest we’ve gone without arguing.”
“Yeah, it is.” He looked so peaceful, so nice. In this moment, he was like a prince.
I just realized how close we were. Heat spread across my face, and I pulled the hood up to cover me extremely red face.
“Is something wrong?”
‘Does he know?’
“No.”
~Kari and Claudia~
