Lucie chased after Alastair, sighing when she saw him smoking again. "You've been acting very tough lately for someone who's just a baby on the inside!" Alastair whirled around, glaring at her. "Excuse me?" He hissed angrily. "You're just running away from your problems, act like you don't care! It's okay to be vulnerable!" He laughed harshly, "And this is coming from you?" Lucie crossed her arms. "It's okay to say you've got a weak spot. You don't always have to be the best, you don't always have to pretend to be liked. You're not a robot."
Alastair laughed "If I acted like myself, nobody would care about me."
"Alastair, you're so fucking lovable and you don't even realize it. Just because you're troubled doesn't mean it's impossible to love you." Alastair sat down in the grass, his eyes darting to the sky. "I don't know, Lucie."
"I don't either." She replied, sitting next to him. "But you do matter, everybody does."
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Lucie's Randomness
RandomJust Random Stories and stuff. Cover by @Falling-like-raine
