The Other Side

Rated: T

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There was another side to his story the world didn’t know. At least not yet. Though she wasn’t sure it ever would due to his obsession with secrecy, with keeping her hidden away so awfully deep within his personal closet. That was how she knew the world wasn’t aware of the entire story he was currently writing: because she was the one who revealed a whole other half to it. She made up a rather large portion regardless of how much a choice few around him wanted to pretend she didn’t.

She was still here, contributing so much. She was the one who chased away the tension they created within them; the only one who always, always instantly made him smile when she appeared; and the one who at the same time would produce a different, unique sort of tension inside of him. One that caused him to bite at his clipped nails, pace nervously all over his study, the sound of which could easily be heard within the hallways and the floor below their rooms, and constantly, anxiously, with increasing frequency glance at the silent phone sitting on his desk as the sun in the window refused to slow its descent within the sky.

All this when she was running late from an appointment or simply wasn’t where he wanted her to be at that moment.

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