Writing Prompt Finish the Story: "The truth is..."
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Shit, this is way too early for this. I got woken up by several misplaced alarms, and I still don't even know who the flying fuck moved my Thursday alarms to Friday.
And I just had to see this... Goddamnit.
"It's over!" she said, pointing her gun at you.
She was tired, and you were tired, playing this game of cat and mouse for months.
"Why are you running away?" she shouted with difficulty; her throat was tight and dry from crying and screaming too much.
"They're telling the truth, right?" she said. "That's why you're running away!"
"No," you said, "it's not the truth."
"Then what is?"
"The truth is..." You hesitated, looking at her once beautiful visage now overtaken by grief. "...It-"
You halted.
Was it really correct to reveal to her the truth? Hadn't she suffered enough as it is? Did you even have the right to disclose the cruel reality that had been hidden from her by her own people?
The truth that you, yourself, had decided was better for her never to realize. All so that her world remained a beautiful garden, never knowing the hideous cost that was payed in order to create such a world.
You unconsciously grit your teeth.
The cold rain continued to mercilessly pour over you, as if attempting to douse your burning heart.
You once vowed to keep her away from all the pain and harm that may come, to retain her smile, her innocence, that you've come to hold so dearly. Going so far as to bury your own past, your sorrows, the very hatred that molded you into who you are today.
But now, looking at her fragile silhouette trying desperately not to collapse, held together by the questions smoldering her, you came to realize, even that, even at that, you still failed.
"'It' what?! Speak up!" She screamed, her patience beginning to run thin.
You knew she couldn't hold on much longer, not with the frigid torrent working seamlessly with her raging anguish to slowly wear her down.
A single thought flashed, a little white lie, if only just to keep what remains of her crumbling world... but,
'No' You quickly shut it down, 'No more lies, not to her'
You gathered your resolve, looking straight into her eyes.
"It was your father," You uttered solemnly, each word breaking down the shackles wounding your heart one by one, making the next words all the more easier to reveal, "He was the one who instigated the first conflict. And after him, your brother."
"No... that's a lie! It has to be!" She wailed with her trembling voice, unwilling to believe. Yet perhaps seeing the clear sincerity held within your eyes, she failed to dismiss it as mere falsehood.
"Under their hidden hands, the thirteen families collapsed one by one." You continued, slowly drawing closer to her, step by step. "In their ruthless greed, they spared no one, not your friends, not your grandparents, and... not even your mother."
"No...stop...it's not true..." Reduced to a sobbing mess, she tried to cover her ears.
Her faltering form allowed you to reach her and gently take the gun out of her hands.
"My family... was one of the thirteen that was vanquished," After a brief hesitation, you resolutely began to unravel even your own secrets to her, reopening the scars you once forcefully sewed together.
Hearing your words, she raised her head, meeting your gaze once more, her eyes widening greatly in disbelief.
"When I came to your household all those years ago, I did so seeking vengeance." You softly pulled her in your embrace. "But... that slowly changed as I spent more time with you."
Frightened, she hurriedly tried to push herself out, yet failed to free herself out of your arms. Resigned, she could only ask quakingly, "Was... everything... just a lie to you?"
"No, not everything," You hugged her tighter, hoping to deliver your warmth. "There was one thing I never could lie about."
She remained silent. You couldn't blame her, as everything had been far too much for her to easily take in.
"Let's go." You spoke, ever so tenderly, "I'll explain everything to you."
"This time, no more lies."
A promise that you truly intend to keep.
[A/N: Yeah... I may or may not take Writing Prompts a little too seriously.]
And I just had to see this... Goddamnit.
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"It's over!" she said, pointing her gun at you.
She was tired, and you were tired, playing this game of cat and mouse for months.
"Why are you running away?" she shouted with difficulty; her throat was tight and dry from crying and screaming too much.
"They're telling the truth, right?" she said. "That's why you're running away!"
"No," you said, "it's not the truth."
"Then what is?"
"The truth is..." You hesitated, looking at her once beautiful visage now overtaken by grief. "...It-"
You halted.
Was it really correct to reveal to her the truth? Hadn't she suffered enough as it is? Did you even have the right to disclose the cruel reality that had been hidden from her by her own people?
The truth that you, yourself, had decided was better for her never to realize. All so that her world remained a beautiful garden, never knowing the hideous cost that was payed in order to create such a world.
You unconsciously grit your teeth.
The cold rain continued to mercilessly pour over you, as if attempting to douse your burning heart.
You once vowed to keep her away from all the pain and harm that may come, to retain her smile, her innocence, that you've come to hold so dearly. Going so far as to bury your own past, your sorrows, the very hatred that molded you into who you are today.
But now, looking at her fragile silhouette trying desperately not to collapse, held together by the questions smoldering her, you came to realize, even that, even at that, you still failed.
"'It' what?! Speak up!" She screamed, her patience beginning to run thin.
You knew she couldn't hold on much longer, not with the frigid torrent working seamlessly with her raging anguish to slowly wear her down.
A single thought flashed, a little white lie, if only just to keep what remains of her crumbling world... but,
'No' You quickly shut it down, 'No more lies, not to her'
You gathered your resolve, looking straight into her eyes.
"It was your father," You uttered solemnly, each word breaking down the shackles wounding your heart one by one, making the next words all the more easier to reveal, "He was the one who instigated the first conflict. And after him, your brother."
"No... that's a lie! It has to be!" She wailed with her trembling voice, unwilling to believe. Yet perhaps seeing the clear sincerity held within your eyes, she failed to dismiss it as mere falsehood.
"Under their hidden hands, the thirteen families collapsed one by one." You continued, slowly drawing closer to her, step by step. "In their ruthless greed, they spared no one, not your friends, not your grandparents, and... not even your mother."
"No...stop...it's not true..." Reduced to a sobbing mess, she tried to cover her ears.
Her faltering form allowed you to reach her and gently take the gun out of her hands.
"My family... was one of the thirteen that was vanquished," After a brief hesitation, you resolutely began to unravel even your own secrets to her, reopening the scars you once forcefully sewed together.
Hearing your words, she raised her head, meeting your gaze once more, her eyes widening greatly in disbelief.
"When I came to your household all those years ago, I did so seeking vengeance." You softly pulled her in your embrace. "But... that slowly changed as I spent more time with you."
Frightened, she hurriedly tried to push herself out, yet failed to free herself out of your arms. Resigned, she could only ask quakingly, "Was... everything... just a lie to you?"
"No, not everything," You hugged her tighter, hoping to deliver your warmth. "There was one thing I never could lie about."
She remained silent. You couldn't blame her, as everything had been far too much for her to easily take in.
"Let's go." You spoke, ever so tenderly, "I'll explain everything to you."
"This time, no more lies."
A promise that you truly intend to keep.
[A/N: Yeah... I may or may not take Writing Prompts a little too seriously.]
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"It's over!" she said, pointing her gun at me.
She was tired, and I was tired, playing this game of cat and mouse for months.
"Why are you running away?" she shouted with difficulty; her throat was tight and dry from crying and screaming too much.
"They're telling the truth, right?" she said. "That's why you're running away!"
"No," I said, "it's not the truth."
"Then what is?"
"The truth is... I'm pregnant." I told her with tears in my eyes.
"What...?" She seemed to doubt her ears.
"Our family can't feed a child in our condition. I couldn't put this burden on our parents... So I ran." I started sobbing and lowered my head, "I ran to make sure none of you starved..."
I could barely see she lowered her gun, "Sis..." I heard her steps moving closer. Her police uniform became visible on the corner of my downcast eyes, "Who's the father?"
"... I don't know." I replied honestly. How could I know?
"... You were too drunk to remember?" I felt her hand gently caressing my hair.
I just nodded in response.
"... And how have you survived so far?" She asked.
The question made my heart ache. I didn't want to tell her. I didn't want to let her know.
"Sis... You know I can't let you get away with drug traffic... Even if it was for us..." I could hear it... She was crying too. She had just stop crying, but she was now crying again...
I shook my head... That wasn't the truth... I told her it wasn't... Why can't she believe me...?
I took a deep breath... I tried to stop the sobs, but they refused to give me even a second of peace... "Prostitution."
I felt sis' hand stop for a second... Of course she would be disappointed. Of course she wouldn't want anything to do with me anymore...
I felt her hug me.
"Sis... Let's go home." She gently said...
I leaned into that warm hug... I leaned into her, and let all my tears flow freely.
"... Okay."
She was tired, and I was tired, playing this game of cat and mouse for months.
"Why are you running away?" she shouted with difficulty; her throat was tight and dry from crying and screaming too much.
"They're telling the truth, right?" she said. "That's why you're running away!"
"No," I said, "it's not the truth."
"Then what is?"
"The truth is... I'm pregnant." I told her with tears in my eyes.
"What...?" She seemed to doubt her ears.
"Our family can't feed a child in our condition. I couldn't put this burden on our parents... So I ran." I started sobbing and lowered my head, "I ran to make sure none of you starved..."
I could barely see she lowered her gun, "Sis..." I heard her steps moving closer. Her police uniform became visible on the corner of my downcast eyes, "Who's the father?"
"... I don't know." I replied honestly. How could I know?
"... You were too drunk to remember?" I felt her hand gently caressing my hair.
I just nodded in response.
"... And how have you survived so far?" She asked.
The question made my heart ache. I didn't want to tell her. I didn't want to let her know.
"Sis... You know I can't let you get away with drug traffic... Even if it was for us..." I could hear it... She was crying too. She had just stop crying, but she was now crying again...
I shook my head... That wasn't the truth... I told her it wasn't... Why can't she believe me...?
I took a deep breath... I tried to stop the sobs, but they refused to give me even a second of peace... "Prostitution."
I felt sis' hand stop for a second... Of course she would be disappointed. Of course she wouldn't want anything to do with me anymore...
I felt her hug me.
"Sis... Let's go home." She gently said...
I leaned into that warm hug... I leaned into her, and let all my tears flow freely.
"... Okay."
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You guys were so fucking good omg
Almost cried a little bit maybe almost
Thanks for replying!!! I loved it