A Choice [One-On-One // Closed]

Lilah turned to watch him go before shutting her bedroom door. She made her way to the bathroom, where she started a shower. Once she was under the hot water, she sobbed, then clasped a hand over her mouth.

It's your own fault for not saying it back to him.
He would still be here if it weren't for your reluctance.
If you don't love him, why do you even care?
Why does he even love you?
You're so rude to him.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" she screamed at her thoughts, clamping her hands over her ears as she sunk down to the bathtub floor, tears mixing with water as they streamed from her eyes.

(…sorry…not sorry…)

You think you're such a perfect princess, but all you do is mess around all day.
Your brother would make a better king than you would a queen.
Cameron should leave you. You don't deserve him.

Lilah struggled to breath as her breath kept catching in her throat. Why now? Why we're all of these thoughts coming out now?

(is in pain
To self: You did this to yourself, you know.
Me: Hush…)

He's so amazing, and you're so… not.
Why has he even stuck around for so long? It's not like he even really loves you, you just fooled him into thinking he does.

Sobs wracked Lilah's body as water soaked her. At this rate, she would never leave the shower.

(Skip?)

More and more thoughts came, swirling around in her mind. Lilah was reduced to a puddle on the bathtub floor, her tears having dried out, finally.

About a half an hour later, Lilah finally stood and turned the water off. She climbed out of the shower, wrapped a towel around herself, and stared at her reflection.

Her eyes were red from crying, her cheeks splotched red and pale. She was a mess.

Worthless.
Not even worth being called pitiful.
Failure.
Selfish.
Immature…

Lilah took a shaking breath, closing her eyes as she shook her head. When she opened her eyes again, they held a determined light. She would make it up to Cameron. She had to.

(POV switch!)

Jessica had gone home about an hour ago, and Liam was now bird out of his mind. He looked out a window and saw Lilac trotting around the garden. Knowing that the dog was almost never without his sister if she was home, he decided to go outside and talk to her.

Once he was in the garden, Lilac greeted him excitedly. He grinned and pet her, ruffling her and cheeks. After looking around for his sister, he realized that she wasn't there, but he decided to walk around anyway.

A few minutes passed, and he saw someone sitting with a puppy. Coming closer, he realized that it was Cameron.

"Hey, man. Where's Lilah?" he asked as he approached the elder prince.

Liam heard the change in Cameron's voice and frowned a bit.

"Mind if I sit with you?" he asked, fully prepared to be turned away.

Liam sat beside Cameron with a sigh. He looked around the garden before turning to the other prince.

"So… Can I ask what's wrong?" he wondered softly. "Feel free to tell me to buzz off if you don't want to talk."

"How do you mean?" Liam asked, stretching a hand out toward the puppy. Lilac had lain down at his feet almost as soon as he had sat down, and she was currently napping.

(What?)

"So? She cares about you, not who your ancestors were," Liam said with a shrug as he wiggled his fingers at Lily.

Liam glanced up at Cameron, surprise mad by the tone of his voice.

"Because I see the way she looks at you. And yeah, I know how cheesy that sounds, but it's true. She's never looked at anyone the way she looks at you. You should see her. Her eyes just light up, and her smile is the most genuine I have ever seen it. It's obvious to anyone watching that you make her happy," he told him gently.

"And what are the reasons it's telling you?" Liam asked.

Liam laughed. "Yeah, good luck with that. Even if you tried, no one would care much how one person messed up our family. Didn't you learn about our previous kings?"

"I have, yes, but my sister has told me only good things about you," Liam said. "Would you care to hear my family history? Or would that be too boring?"