Amy
My legs carried me away faster than my heart could keep up and I got out of the cafe leaving Zack seated, probably still shocked by what he could think was a shitty move. The second I turned the corner, my chest broke open, and I pressed myself into the shadows of the hallway, hot tears spilling down my face.
I f*****g hated myself for crying, for still wanting him even after pushing him away but I had no f*****g choice at all. I had to protect Zim.
I wiped my tears and returned to the hospital. My legs carried me back toward the ward on instinct, though part of me wanted to disappear somewhere Zim and Lion couldn’t see me fall apart.
By the time I slipped back into the ward, my tears had dried into itchy salt stains under my eyes. I had forced my expression into something neutral.
