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And yet there Silas was, overthinking again.
Just to give him a few more moments of peace in her arms. He desired it terribly. He was lonely and craved warmth, even if it were the heat of Anna's fire. Perhaps he never loved her, but instead loved the idea of her. The idea of being near someone that was so like him and yet so likeable all the same. It felt as if it could be the closest thing to adoring himself.
Whilst the two of them never ended things on a good note, and Silas could be so incomprehensibly mean sometimes, it was himself he owed the greatest apology to for ever being so cruel to himself. Punishing himself for wishing for a kind of love that could make him see himself in the same light as he saw Anna in. Silas didn't need Anna, but he had wanted her all the same. He would try and fool himself in this moment, willing himself to believe that things were different this time. He wasn't the type to wear his heart on his sleeve. He wasn't so insecure that he would take it out on everyone else. He had never loved Anna in the first place.
The lies gave him great comfort until now.
He feared that if he ever got too close to her again that she would break him in the same way she had done so the last time they'd come face to face. He was afraid of being ripped open, exposed and unsightly. But Silas had insisted to himself that he was a changed man, yet he had underestimated how the past would return with a sinister spirit.
His brain would tell him no but with a heart so exposed, it was easy to get carried away.
This wouldn't have happened unless it was meant to happen.
Silas crinkled his nose up thoughtfully as he rose to his feet again, arm out to hand Anna's belongings back to her. ❝ Well, I promise it's not as bad as it sounds but I was actually waiting for you, darlin'. ❞ He huffed an impish breath of laughter before tipping his head back in the direction of The Badlands. ❝ I live there now. Boss man wanted me to do the trade today so here I am... Just to clarify, I actually didn't know it would be you. Just in case you thought I was being- well- I- yeah. ❞ With a shrug, Silas quickly decided to shut up before he made things more awkward.
Glancing down towards the ground, several long seconds passed of silence before he glanced back up towards Anna, scrunching his face up before suggesting, ❝ The Badlands is just this way. ❞ Turning to guide her back to The Badlands to initiate the trade, Silas wandered with his hands in the pockets of his jeans as he initially kept to himself. Deep in thought.
Why was I not good enough for you?
Are you happier now that I'm just another sad story to tell?
Did you ever even love me?
❝ So... How's Hunter been? ❞ He decided to settle on some more lighthearted chit-chat. Silas wasn't quite ready to scare her away once more, and so this would have to do. ❝ And Chase, of course. Damn, they must be so big now! Y'will be blown away when ya see Jay. I'm not kidding ya; double digits now. I bet he'll be glad to see you. ❞
And yet there Silas was, overthinking again.
Just to give him a few more moments of peace in her arms. He desired it terribly. He was lonely and craved warmth, even if it were the heat of Anna's fire. Perhaps he never loved her, but instead loved the idea of her. The idea of being near someone that was so like him and yet so likeable all the same. It felt as if it could be the closest thing to adoring himself.
Whilst the two of them never ended things on a good note, and Silas could be so incomprehensibly mean sometimes, it was himself he owed the greatest apology to for ever being so cruel to himself. Punishing himself for wishing for a kind of love that could make him see himself in the same light as he saw Anna in. Silas didn't need Anna, but he had wanted her all the same. He would try and fool himself in this moment, willing himself to believe that things were different this time. He wasn't the type to wear his heart on his sleeve. He wasn't so insecure that he would take it out on everyone else. He had never loved Anna in the first place.
The lies gave him great comfort until now.
He feared that if he ever got too close to her again that she would break him in the same way she had done so the last time they'd come face to face. He was afraid of being ripped open, exposed and unsightly. But Silas had insisted to himself that he was a changed man, yet he had underestimated how the past would return with a sinister spirit.
His brain would tell him no but with a heart so exposed, it was easy to get carried away.
This wouldn't have happened unless it was meant to happen.
Silas crinkled his nose up thoughtfully as he rose to his feet again, arm out to hand Anna's belongings back to her. ❝ Well, I promise it's not as bad as it sounds but I was actually waiting for you, darlin'. ❞ He huffed an impish breath of laughter before tipping his head back in the direction of The Badlands. ❝ I live there now. Boss man wanted me to do the trade today so here I am... Just to clarify, I actually didn't know it would be you. Just in case you thought I was being- well- I- yeah. ❞ With a shrug, Silas quickly decided to shut up before he made things more awkward.
Glancing down towards the ground, several long seconds passed of silence before he glanced back up towards Anna, scrunching his face up before suggesting, ❝ The Badlands is just this way. ❞ Turning to guide her back to The Badlands to initiate the trade, Silas wandered with his hands in the pockets of his jeans as he initially kept to himself. Deep in thought.
Why was I not good enough for you?
Are you happier now that I'm just another sad story to tell?
Did you ever even love me?
❝ So... How's Hunter been? ❞ He decided to settle on some more lighthearted chit-chat. Silas wasn't quite ready to scare her away once more, and so this would have to do. ❝ And Chase, of course. Damn, they must be so big now! Y'will be blown away when ya see Jay. I'm not kidding ya; double digits now. I bet he'll be glad to see you. ❞
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