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βThe past that you want to forget is the past you never will forget.β
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|| Beautiful Thing|| Grave Vanderwaal ||
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|| Beautiful Thing|| Grave Vanderwaal ||
It would have been easier if Corona had said something, if she had tried to explain her words from earlier, but instead the two sat in silence. Reyna's breathing became heavier, the poison weighing in her veins, taking its time making its climb. You could tell from the way her veins in her leg were slightly bulging and black, not the color healthy veins would typically be. Not only had Corona taken herself down, but it seemed that Reyna unintentionally might be going with her. Unless Reyna could relock these emotions inside of her and once again become that nearly emotionless girl from the first time the two had met. Out of all of the people she had to be stuck with, it was Corona. Why? What sort of sick joke was this? Hours passed and nothing happened, neither girl talked to the other. Eventually, food was pushed through a slot in the door, a slot that only opened inwards and locked once it was down. There was no way for Reyna to slip her hands through the slot, there was no way for Reyna to unlock the door from the outside.
Eventually, Corona was the first to break the silence. Should have let her stay dead? What was that supposed to mean? "I didn't make that choice," Reyna said at last. "Nami told me to throw the shell into the lagoon and-" she stopped and steadied her breathing, she had to keep the pain out of her voice. She was not going to let Corona see her in pain like this. "and sing that song," Reyna finished at last. "For your information, I was devastated by your death, we all were." That was all Reyna had to say on the subject, she was not going to give Corona the satisfaction of hearing about how Reyna had cried when she died, how she had kept her shell close to her heart everyday so that Corona could have a proper burial. Reyna hugged her legs against her chest, she had yet to touch the food that had been pushed into the room.
It was strange, Reyna was normally a big eater, she loved cooking and enjoying food with everyone, but now, well, Reyna hadn't had much of an appetite since they had been kidnapped. The most she had eaten today was the bread roll she had taken from the table. Was it strange to think that she was satisfied by the bruise she had left on Corona's cheek? Good, it served her right. Corona suddenly took her shirt off and threw it at Reyna, telling her to put it on. Reyna threw it right back at her, "I don't want your pity," she hissed. "You're not doing me any favors, you're satisfying your self righteous martyr complex," Reyna stood and limped over to the window. She balled up on the windowsill and hugged her knees.
"And to think I actually thought we could be friends," to think that Reyna had been foolish enough to believe that Corona could have loved her. That kiss they shared, those tender moments together on the boat when they had thought that they would finally turn to shells, but instead, had lived to see the next four months on the mainland. Reyna hid her face again as tears blurred her vision, she had cried a lot today. Her heart hurt, her head hurt, her body hurt, Reyna was certain that she was going to do in this place.