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Shelby looked at Pyro. A person she thought she could trust, The person who turned her who tainted her blood, and filled her with his poison. Who by all accounts is her parent to hurt the person who brought her into this world who should’ve helped her.
But when she looked a Pyros face, she could no longer see the innocent boy, the one who got to overzealous the one who she could turn to who knew what it was, like what it was like to be different and unloved
To be waiting and waiting and waiting just for someone to see them for who they were
No, all she could see what is someone who hurt her friend
Someone who would always been there for her, even if he could never truly understand because even if avid Had never felt the pain for being too loud for existing in a space that you knew was never carved out just for you to be bleeding and aching for the slightest bit of attention, because even if he didn’t know what it what is, didn’t know what Shelby felt like didn’t know the bruises on her cheek from when she talked a little too much about the monsters that her mother told her to quiet down about
Avid was still there there with his tissues, when she was sobbing, knew what it was like to lose a person to feel the grief Shelby knew that too now, and she wasn’t sure if she could stop
But sometimes she could still see in Pyro‘s eyes The glimmer of a little boy, one who is tired, who is used The one that she knew in her blood because she’s always known love is conditional, and when she finally got that the unconditional love love, that has never felt tainted or bloody never had to be took an away
Pyro had steak him
Shelby could not forgive for once in her life May she be this selfish
Do not, forgive the person who bloodied her heart, who filled her with this unforgiving rage yes, for once, Shelby would not forgive she would not bend to his will she would not been to anyone’s. Yes, Shelby would not forgive.
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It’s has been a couple of days since avids passing and Shelby has been spiraling and something happens to Shelby that she can’t pass by. She can’t ignore it. She can ignore the feeling of her blood rising in a sick motion of throwing up. She knows she can’t do that anymore Shelby is pulling at her hair it’s been days since avid been dead and almost everyone’s acting like it’s normal acting like she and drift and Scott wanna have to live with this pain forever and they’re acting like it’s not something that they do something that they constantly have to deal with have to live with for the rest of the immortal lives. Sometimes Shelby Thinks that she no longer wants to live with her beating heart no longer wants it wants it to simply stop one day but she already knows it has already
Shelby is in her room and she simply cannot seem to get her hair brush through her hair. She remembers when her mother used to do it. She always used to do it until Shelby was five and her mother told her that it was childish for her to brush her hair.
“ Shelby when are you gonna stop doing this? Everyone already thinks you’re weird and I’m starting to believe them more and more.”
“B-but mama I don’t know how to braid my hair yet a-an-and you always do it”
Shelby said clutching on to a wooden brush her nails beds were absolutely destroyed from anxiously, biting, chewing, and picking at her nails
“Shelby you are not a baby anymore you need to brush your own hair”
her mother spit out with with such hate that should never be pointed at a child
Shelby look down
“yes mama” tears clung to her lashes clumping together
Shelby was heavily breathing the brush (no it was the comb that Scott gave her. It wasn’t wooden it was Metal not silver but something else) was broken into half’s The jewels tiny, purple circles scattered against the floor, hitting the concrete. Show me could hear the slight opening of the door creek, somehow broke her out of her trance.
“w-what do you want?” Shelby said she was very clearly upset
“I wanted to check on you,” whispered Pyro.
“you seemed upset at me” he continued
“I am” Because you killed my best friend Shelby didn’t say that part but pyro knew what she meant.
Pyro sat on the floor Gently picking up the Jules
“ Scott’s not gonna be happy when he finds out you’re broke he’s brush” Pyro said neutrally
“I know”
Shelbys 2-word answers were concerning Pyro it was almost like Pyro could see the gears turning in her head could see the way her brain was working and see the way the memories played out in front of her
“but we don’t have to tell him” pyro finally said
“what do you mean?” Shelby said though she was more relieved. Because Shelby knew she couldn’t be punished for something someone didn’t know happened
Shelby at some point knew this was wrong but she couldn’t bring herself to care not when telling the truth always lead to heart break.
In Pyro knew she felt times, that sometimes you could not tell the truth you cannot always choose To tell the truth, because sometimes the truth hurts not just the words burning your skin, but something that will leave a mark.
“we don’t have to tell Scott we can fix it or hide it and he doesn’t have to know”
“You would do that for me” Shelby said she knew that this would undoubtedly get Pyro in trouble. He was already walking on thin ice
“yes, Shelby. Yes, I would.” Yes pyro was going to lie to Scott FOR HER.
Because Pyro also knew know the bruises for mistakes.
For him, they were always round, For Shelby they always went all the way around wrist, The circulation on your hands was always cut off for a few minutes after Somehow child her always thought that was the part that hurts the most.
Shelby nodded they wouldn’t tell Scott.
Pyro knew he was wrong for trying to comfort Shelby after what he did he knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t believe her aching scars alone when he carried the same ones not when the pieces of his mothers words, so much deep inside his heart, he could still help her. Though Pyro himself was too far gone Shelby wasn’t and he was gonna make sure that she was better than him.