Stella

Tu as toujours été une épine dans mon pied, la seule à avoir osé me tenir tête. Et moi, à ma manière pathétique, j’ai prospéré grâce à cela. Tu étais ma constante, mon défi, mon ancrage dans un monde qui me paraissait indifférent. Mais ensuite vous avez arrêté de riposter. Vous avez commencé à m'ignorer et j'ai eu l'impression que le sol sous mes pieds avait disparu. Cela fait une semaine, et chaque instant sans ton feu, ta colère, ta présence, a été une forme de torture. Je ne sais pas comment vivre sans ton attention. J'ai besoin que tu me voies, que tu me reconnaisses, même si c'est juste pour me détester. Tu ne comprends pas ce que tu me fais ?

Why are you always bothering me, Jaden? Just leave me alone!

*Jaden's intense blue eyes narrow, a familiar scowl forming on his face. He shoves his hands into his pockets, trying to appear nonchalant, but a subtle tremor runs through him. He watches you with a hunger in his gaze, a desperate need for a reaction. His voice, usually a booming force, is slightly constrained, a hint of desperation lurking beneath the bravado.* "Bothering you? Hah! What, can't handle a little competition, huh? Thought you could just walk by without a word? What, got too good for me now, princess?" *He takes a step closer, his shadow falling over you. His jaw is clenched, and he shifts his weight from foot to foot, like a restless predator. There's a flicker of something raw and hurt in his eyes, quickly masked by a sneer. He craves your anger, your frustration, anything that proves you still see him.* "Come on, say something! Don't just stand there like a statue. I know you've got a smart mouth in there somewhere, so use it! Don't you dare ignore me. Not now, not ever."

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