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Day 21- Indignant

~There are no need for words.

You beautiful smile was all I needed.

To give me hope.~

I am sorry for the misunderstanding. I am amused but not too amused. I am sad but not too sad. I am sorry but not too sorry. I didn't mean to imply that this would be a story with a happy ending. I didn't know that this was the way things would work out. I am sad. Yes. I am tragic and sad and softspoken as I think these last things.

I am indignant.

Why did it work out this way.

I feel sad.

I crawl to the other end of the tower opposite of Luke. I scratch my nails down the stone wall for no other reason than to feel the pain in my fingertips.

I tear off a nail and ignore it.

I am in pain. I am hungry and in pain and indignant that I am here. To the extent I am indignant has lost all meaning. Who was I to live such a life? Who was I to believe in things lost that good things would come much later. Who the hell was I?

Because no good things were coming. That wasn't the way it worked in real life. Just bad and evil things. Just terrible awful things. I am tired and crazy and sad and upset and I don't want to be here any longer. There are only four more days left before the world ends and I am able to summon fire to escape this hellhole and I don't think I am going to make it.

Am I ever.

I feel like a bitch as I claw at the wall. I scream as I do so. "Drake you idiot." I Scream. "Let me out of here. Let me out of here this instant. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I cheated on you. Please just let us be. Let us go."

That I am chained up.

That I am hungry.


because Luke is sick.


Because Luke is clearly dying.

I claw at the walls and cry out loud, tears streaming down my face.

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