❝ if tormenting me is your only hobby then you need better options, that’s all I’m saying. I mean you’re pouring all this energy into breaking me and that’s just kind of sad because you won’t be able to. all that effort for nothing? may as well send me to Hell now and find some new toy to play with. ❞
while he had more options, they took far more motivation, and time than he was willing to put forward. if he got a new toy, it would mean breaking the other in, and he wasn’t about ready to get rid of caleb. maybe in a few more weeks, but not now,
❝ i could, but as i’ve said before, you’re being kept until i no longer have use for you, caleb. do remember that. ❞
he could argue with that but what’s the point? all that ever matters is what Ky’lar wanted so what he thinks shouldn’t be all that different. he’s a little annoyed about how sure he sounds though, as if he’s really that easy to break. you’d think with how rebellious he’s been that Ky would know better by now. ❝debatable —- I’ve already been there before that how I go back doesn’t really matter.❞
❝ doesn’t it? going back willingly and by force are two different things, caleb. ❞ he pointed out bluntly,
❝ we all go back there eventually. if not now, one day, i’m sure i’ll be forced back, but you want the know the funny part? it’s that i would send you there a thousand times just for my own amusement.❞
there were many things that he personally wanted to tell her, but at the same time, he couldn’t get the words to come out — at least not in the way he wanted,
it didn’t surprise him; eventually, caleb would manage to find a way to stop him from using chains. that much was well known from the beginning of this little game of his,
❝ so i see. ❞ his lips pursed into a thin line,
❝ however, that doesn’t change the facts; you’re going back to hell. ❞ it wasn’t that ky’lar wanted to send him there, but rather, he knew that if caleb was going to pull this… ky would pull something worse.
“Nothing.” The words came out far easier than he thought they would, but all the same, he wasn’t going to deal with explaining to her what he truly managed to feel. Nothing was easier to explain as he didn’t need to feel anything —- all that it usually was ended up being anger or hate. That was the normal these days, “It’s what I always feel.”
❝ I have too many opinions to keep them to myself. I’ve tried that and it’s not a pretty picture — we’re talking full psychotic break here. collar’s nothing new either. ❞
❝ —– and i’m telling you as your owner that you need to learn respect. ❞ it was not just that, ky’lar might have been amused by caleb at times, but these days it was giving him a headache. as such, something had to be done —- he didn’t know what, but he knew something needed to happen.
though she has no right to judge him, she can’t help doing it anyway. he’d told her it would come to this and she’d known when he’d said it that it was the truth. she’d accepted it and still welcomed him, barely a second of hesitation on whether or not she even should. no one ever stuck around for long and at least he was honest from the start. and yet..despite all of that she’s almost disappointed. a part of her had expected they’d get to this point much later or through different circumstances than simply her being able to see through this act he puts on. the truth is he cares a lot more than he lets on and she’s too observant not to see it. ❝it’s always been complicated Ky, that’s not an excuse.❞ whatever they are or had been to each other, it hasn’t ever been simple. if it was then she would know how to define this feeling she has knowing it’s about to end. anger’s close enough and even that wasn’t quite adequate. ❝I knew we’d get here but I didn’t think it’d happen this soon.❞
the warnings were given to soften the blow; he ran as it was easier than facing his feelings and it would keep the both of them save. though, the reality of the matter was that he could have stayed every time. he just ended up choosing to run away — to leave everything behind so he wouldn’t have to face his emotions. sadly, the possibility of actually leaving this time was fading, and far too quickly for his liking. a reason to why he folded both of his arms firmly across his chest,
❝ ——– yeah. neither did i.❞ maybe he should have said more : attempted to at least explain why he wanted to leave, but instead, he just took a few steps back,
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