This'll be a sweet chapter.
We need an itsy bitsy break from the feels and blood and torture and abuse and mystery and....
Gosh. Do I always write like that?
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Kris sat there, engulfing the nearly sobbing monster. He could feel her ferocity fading, little by little it seemed. But was that good?
He didn't know. This was so odd, so different. How could he comprehend such a situation. How?
Susie trembled. She had no grip on reality. Her mind was hazed and jumbled. Her thoughts spun wildly making her feel more sick than she already was.
Kris stayed still, scared as always, for her not for himself.
Kris was a kind soul to help out Susie in such a way. But kindness can only go so far. What made him keep going?
That question was answered long ago. The sweet taste of friendship was what made him go on. The bittersweet feeling of that eerie ache. Care that drips in both his actions and words. The reason for his acts? There is no need to question, but he couldn't help the doubt that comes so suddenly every now and then.
Susie regained her grasp onto this wretched reality. Through her half lidded gaze she saw Kris embracing her, holding her in hopes of giving her comfort.
That was what it felt like, especially with the soothing strokes of his digits entangling in her wine locks.
But in losing the dream-like haze of her mind, she also gained her tremendous amount of previously bottled ferocity.
Although the sweetness was persuasive just like everything he does, Susie pushed him away because of the ever burning ferocity she had.
The push was added with force, causing the brunet to tumble from his kneeling position to him landing on his bum.
Kris let out a brief pained groan. But then turned to face Susie, "Are you okay now, Susie?" Kris asked, voice as sweet as honey.
Susie tried to remain her composure, utterly trying to not give in to that sugar-coated tone, but failed and stuttered, "W-w-what the hell were you doing, Kris?"
Kris then stood up, chalking up her surprise to her lack of consciousness earlier, but that still didn't stop the blush dusting a tad on his cheeks, "I was hugging you..." He mumbled.
Susie's eyes were shot wide. Both completely silent for a few seconds, contemplating on whether to say a word or not.
Her ferocity overcame as always, doubting the truth that laced in his words.
"Why did you do that?!" Susie shouted in bewilderment.
"You were scared!" Kris answered back.
And the two kept at it, bickering like children. A frantic tone against a worried one.
"I'm never scared," She growled fiercely, ferocity still lacing it as always.
Kris' brows corrugated, "It's okay to be scared!" Kris fought.
Susie breathed heavily, wrath slowly building up, "Fear is for the weak! I'm strong!" She contradicted, desperately even, for herself rather than the one she fought of wit.
The room was filled with the ragged breaths of an angered soul, a thought left to hang in the air.
"But what if you're not strong enough?" Kris asked lightly, his fists clenched. His care and kindness taking control.
Susie was at a lost for words, and Kris took this oppurtunity to speak, "What was I suppose to do? Leave you alone? No! You should know that I care about you, and I won't let you fight this alone!"
His words were laced with somewhat like ferocity, but they were gentle and sweet, like him.
Susie stared at him, mouth agape. 'D-did he just...?' Susie wondered in disbelief.
He did care about her. He was her friend. All this time she doubted, and so did he, but could this really be true. She had to make sure.
"Y-you care about me..?" Susie asked meekly, astonished to find her friendship requitted.
She stared rather expectedly at the brunet, awaiting his answer that was trapped in his lips.
Kris looked away, avoiding that gaze that was pleading for him to answer, "Yeah, I do..."
And that was all it took for her doubt to dwindle away. The weight of that burden lifting off of her shoulders.
Susie looked away too, that red tint getting a shade darker than earlier. Mind spinning on whether to answer or not, and a smile playing on her lips.
It felt nice. She couldn't deny the sweetness that was bursting through every relieved thought in her mind.
She still felt a tad of doubt though. But her head no longer took the words of her wretched father.
No longer did she feel like a pawn. She forgot how that felt. That smile of hers wiping the memory of torture.
"Thanks..." She murmured, words so simple but was hard to say. It never tasted right to here it, much less say it, but today was an exception, for it gave a feeling of triumph.
Kris smiled and looked to lock their gazes, it was a bit awkward but they laughed it off like best buddies.
Although he didn't receive an answer of acceptance and mutual reaction. That one word made his care soar.
The remnant of that memory that flashed so suddenly earlier had fluttered away, leaving Susie to laugh genuinely for the first time in forever.
Kris gave out his hand for Susie to hold, "If you didn't stop crying, I would've told everyone," Kris teased, pulling Susie up to her feet.
Susie looked up and glared, a dark one at that, baring her teeth. She knew it was only a joke, but it could be fun to play out, "Don't you dare," She growled, in mix with a playful tone.
Kris caught the shift of her voice and played along, having that smile of hers to pull him along. With no strings, but only that smile that settled itself onto her lips.
Kris grinned, and laughed with feign wickedness, "Oh, I will."
Kris ran on a full on sprint, speeding very hastily, in attempt of "avoiding" her "rage".
Susie followed suite, chuckling quite a bit.
The feeling of bliss running through them, bittersweet or not. To play like children, even just for a day, wouldn't it be worth it?
The sun shining brightly, not much to tear your gaze, but enough to let it linger.
Kris laughed "maniacally", bolting in his full speed, very easy to fulfill because of his slender figure. Susie laughed along. They ran like giddy children on a sunny day.
The smile that lingered on her lips.
To see it, that was a gift.
Too sweet for the eyes that don't deserve it.
"Catch me if you can!"
"Come back here!"
To see the light, bring yourself to stand in darkness.
And they did so.
While smiling ever so sweet.
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Ahhh... I needed that.
I'm sorry that I was gone for a long while. But I was a bit busy. And I don't wanna have to explain 'cause I know that gets old.
And I just noticed that our heroes don't interact much, so that was the purpose of this chapter. Along with something else.
I know this was shorter than my previous chapters, but I wanted a little break too. And it's not one of my best, I know, but I think this was cute, despite my lack of patience in going through the whole thing . This was suppose to be longer, but ehh...
And Susie hasn't actually "Answered" yet.
LET US SEE HOW THIS ENDS UP FOR OUR MAGNIFICENT HEROES, READER-SANS!
Still, don't worry. I will still update regularly.
~Aivianne