Trigger warning ⚠️: suicide.
Let's proceed:
Nyx's pov.
My body moved on it's own accord. With a heavy heart and blurry vision I drew my seat backwards, stood up and ran out of the dining hall. Their voices and laughter faded away as I got farther away from them.
The stabbing feeling in my chest worsened as I remembered every word she had said, as I remembered how Lycus had ignored me. I tried to fight the tears from slipping out but It was almost impossible.
He lied, I blinked my eyes.
He used me, I squeezed them shut.
Andros was right, A tear slipped.
I got to my room heaving gravely as the tears began to fall uncontrollably. The pain was just too much, I couldn't take it.
Why did I have to go through so much pain? What have I done to deserve all these? Why? Why? Why? Why me?
