*Warnings, Mentions of/Illusions to: Rape, Abuse, Cheating, and Self-harm.*

*You might want to curl up with a blanket, some tissues, ice-cream, and/or popcorn for this next chapter. It's filled with lots of feels that may require an extra little pick me up of some kind. Now, you can't say I didn't warn you...*

*Now on with the story.*

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I'm so tired of your illusions

Rules never change

And my mind is so abusive

Taking on the shapes

Everything he had told me was a lie. Everytime

we kissed, it wasn't real. It was all fake. It was all

something he was trying to make me lose sleep over, and he was

winning this battle currently. I cowered in my seated position on the

When it comes to your love, is it unconditional?

When it comes to my love, anything is fixable

And all these noises so relentless

I need a second to breathe

couch. The others were all elsewhere as I got up and went to hurl in the

bathroom once more. Morality caught me this time and I whined at his

efforts to get me to do what he

wanted. Finally I gave in, taking the test and

cringing at the result. How would I ever be able to manage telling

Prince. Whenever we started to talk about this, I would change

the subject. What would he think of me now? He'd question how it

happened without us having done anything to make it happen. Would I

have to reveal that in my last relationship I had been taking

advantage of on more than one occasion? Would I have to tell him

Cause if boys will be boys

We do the best that we can

Cover for our brothers while we suffer from our own hands

Boys will be boys, that's the way that this thing goes

When mothers lose their sons

And their fathers watch them go

Fathers watch them go

Fathers watch them go

When mothers lose their sons

And fathers watch them go

everything? Would Prince leave me?

Morality looked at me with indecision.

I tried not to think about it before I had to run to hurl once more.

Shortly afterward, Prince knocked on the bathroom door,

wondering if I was okay. How could I be okay when I would have to

tell him about my unpleasant history and why he should never have

fallen in love with someone like me?

I'm no longer taking lessons from those who broke before

Now that I am done confessing the words have left me sore

When you feel the restless pain

As it crawls out of your heart

And the thoughts of yesterday

Bring you to where you are

All these voices that once controlled me can't contain me here

Morality was seated beside me in the bathroom, trying not to look at the

evidence of my sickness too much. Slowly he got up and opened

the door for my husband. Prince

walked in slowly and placed his arm on my

back. I tried not to babble as I started to try to explain everything.

He shushed me gently, until Morality shoved the pregnancy test

in his face. Then he sat in shell-shocked silence. Then he began to question

me. "How long were you going to hide that you cheated on me? How long

were you planning to keep that silent?" Tears came to my eyes and I

started to sob. Prince stopped verbally questioning me, but I could see

Cause if boys will be boys

And we do the best that we can

Cover for our brothers while we suffer from our own hands

Boys will be boys, that's the way that this thing goes

When mothers lose their sons

And their fathers watch them go

Fathers watch them go

Fathers watch them go

When mothers lose their sons

And fathers watch them go

the hurt and anger flash through his eyes. Finally Morality spoke up

on my behalf, saying that it wasn't right of Prince to jump to

conclusions. My sobbing grew worse until I didn't even notice

that Prince had stormed off in anger until he was gone. Morality

didn't know my secret, but Logic did and it wouldn't be long

until he told Prince the truth. I whined and let Morality know

that I needed Logic. Morality went off looking for Logic. Left to myself, the voices

in my head made me wish to die. After all, I was worthless enough to

never get my happily ever after. My husband would leave me and I'd be

alone once more to suffer others hatred regarding me. I was worth

Tell me how it feels to win it

Has it gone according to your plan?

Do you wish that you'd forget it or?

Or do you feel less like a human?

Ooh if boys don't cry not a man am I

Not a day goes by that I've had to lie

Who I was before

Since I closed that door

And it's all white noise

That boys must be boys

nobodys time and effort. I'm too broken to be worth fixing. I figured that

I since I was already broken, I might as well make sure that I'm

not as numb as I normally am. So I

grabbed a razor out of the shower and used

the blade to make cuts along my arms. The cuts were rather

shallow but the blood from them was flowing rather freely. This

wasn't the first time I had cut myself, but it was the first time since I had

been married. Soon I felt numb and grabbed a towel to deal with sopping

up the blood before I cleaned out my cuts and wrapped them in

gauze. I had just readjusted my hoodie over my sleeves when Morality

Cause if boys will be boys

And we do the best that we can

Cover for our brothers while we suffer from our own hands

Boys will be boys, that's the way that this thing goes

When mothers lose their sons

And their fathers watch them go

Fathers watch them go

Fathers watch them go

When mothers lose their sons

And fathers watch them go

returned with Logic and Prince by his side. Prince who looked about ready

to murder me. I tried to swat away my tears with my hand, but of course

my life could never be that simple ever. In Prince's anger, he came

up to me and grabbed my wrist. I cringed hard as pain shot up my arm

Fathers watch them go

Fathers watch them go

When mothers lose their sons

And fathers watch them go

through the fresh cuts I had just made. He pulled up my arm and looked down at me under scrutinizing eyes. I squirmed, trying to get free of his hold. It was just like his. Powerful and strong beyond reason, and with the wish to destroy me and everything I hold dear.

"Stop it Hurc!" I screamed. Prince froze and his eyes widened.

"You cheated on me with the embodiment of Hurt? What the hell is wrong with you?! What the hell is wrong with me? I wish I had never fallen in love with you." his voice was loud and it cut into me deeper than the knife had. I didn't notice my breathing becoming erratic or the others varied reactions.

"You don't understand..." Logic started, but Prince's glare was strong enough to stun the other personality.

"What don't I get?!" Prince screamed. I reached for Prince, but he moved away in distaste.

"I'm sorry." I whispered as the room grew dark.

*Please don't hate me too much. I swear it will get better.... eventually. While you wait for that, happy (or not so happy) reading!*