The Love Letter.

Felicity put the pen down, taking another quick glance around. Good. Nobody was here. In the lightly wooded area of the outside firepit, Felicity looked up to the dancing embers before looking down at the letter placed flat against a smooth wooden board. Felicity had written this with the intention of burning.

She blushed. She had to get these emotions out somehow! Refusing to confess it with her lips, she at least wrote it down. In poetry form at that. It was sappy, cheesy, and Felicity was quite disappointed in herself for writing this abomination of a love letter, love poem. She slouched, gazing upon the words as she deeply sighed. She simply hated all these confusing thoughts and feelings swirling in her head. Writing it down had helped, and she knew this letter would never reach his eyes. But did it have to suck so much?

"Miss Felicity!"

"Eep!" Felicity yelped, completely flinging the letter and pen away as the turned to see Kylie standing behind her. "Rylie!"

The teifling child crossed her arms, her tail swishing in affectionate irritation. "Kylie."

Felicity smirked. She purposefully said the name wrong due to affection. She kept calling her Rylie by mistake when she and Leoric had saved her mere weeks ago. Even though she completely knew her name right now, the nickname stuck. As the purple sky grew darker, Kylie pointed up to the sky. "The stars are pretty."

Felicity looked up to the stars, noticing the twinkling lights dim against the faintly glowing sky. Felicity smiled, feeling warmth and affection towards Kylie as well as wonder at the nature of stars.

She heard paper rustle.

Felicity looked down to see Kylie holding a piece of paper. Panic arose inside, "Kylie! I'm burning that!"

Kylie tilted her head, not reading the letter, before walking over to the fire and tossing the paper in. As a swish of flame arose in the dim firepit, Felicity sighed a breath of relief. Good. Thank goodness she didn't read it!

Kylie walked over to the log Felicity was sitting on and merrily sat beside her. "Why? What was on the paper?"

Felicity felt her face flushing again. Despite the cold of the coming night, Felicity felt hot and claustrophobic. "Nothing! Just - just jumbled thoughts I needed to write out."

Kylie raised an eyebrow, "You're acting defensive."

That familiar anger response sparked. Felicity rose to her feet, throwing her arm, "I'm not defensive! What are you talking about! - Oh, I'm going inside!"

Felicity turned and hastily ran inside, stepping on and crunching the pen that had been cast on the ground...

...

... Kylie waited until she was sure Felicity would not come out, then pulled the real letter out from her dress pocket. It was becoming too dark to read, but Kylie knew exactly what this was. She had seen it in one of her precognitive dreams. Felicity wrote this with passion, a letter of romantic affection to Kylie's father, Leoric Blackwell.

Kylie giggled. What a shock for both of them, the day Leoric randomly pulled this out from a random crevice on his property. Kylie slipped off of the log of the fire pit and darted towards the training grounds where Leoric and Felicity trained, worked out, and sparred. Fireflies danced in the evening as the purple sky faded to dim, dark zaffre. At last, Kylie ran up to one of the lesser used training dummies and stuffed Felicity's letter into a small notch of the arm and body connector. It would not be noticeable at all, until Leoric performed a maintenance check up.

Kylie jumped up and down, laughing. Her plan was working! She just knew these two were destined for each other! All they needed was a push-

-"Kylie! Time to come in! Where are you, girlie?"

Kylie turned around, shouting to her father, "Coming, daddy!"

She ran back to the direction of the house, leaving the discovery of the letter to fate...


~~~


Leoric Blackwell,

Well, I suck at writing lyrics. I knew some people who dabbled in poetry and stuff, but I didn't write much myself. This is new, this is tense, and this is coming from my heart. My stupid heart. I can't say it out loud. I have loyalties to Whitevale and Shinsou, I can't just leave them for you.

But Leoric, you'll never hear me say this, but I love you. Like, romantically. I love you. I hate it, but I love you. I love your sense of humor, I love your softer side with Kylie and me, I love how despite having been through so much, you keep living. You're disciplined in martial arts, but you're relaxed as a person. I know it's strange, but I admire you.

Sure, I hate that you're a womanizing drunkard, but I hate it because I want you to look at only me. And drinking alcohol the way you do is very unhealthy, it shortens your lifespan and gives you plenty of health problems. I want you to stop because I care. Please stop. I need you to stop...

I hate that you're overconfident, but I love that you're confident. You know how to have a good time, but you're serious when it needs to be. And you're such a good father figure to Kylie. When I leave, she's in good care. Please take care of her, I love her too. I know you will, you're really gentle and soft when it counts. I felt it, and it made me fall for you, you idiot!

And yes, it's embarrassing, but I think you're smoking hot. I mean, it's hard not to find a really tall and physically fit guy attractive. And your eyes and skin contrast so beautifully. Your eyes are like ice crystals and your skin is like a soothing, warm beverage... I mean, you could smell better, if you actually cleaned up after working out and dropped the drinking. That haircut just made you look a lot better too. Man, you're handsome! And your a- thayne, I should stop now.

But do you love me? Would you? After all the comments you've made on my forehead and stuff? I don't think you do. So, I guess I'll leave soon. But... I love you. I love you so much. I love you. And I wish you a long, good life where you find something more than what you've been. I know you're a good person, Leoric. I want you to be a better person. And I love that good person I know you are.

Okay, here's a sappy love song or something. Good thing I'm burning this letter, this will be awful. But, I guess, I'm writing from my heart. So... Here, I guess.

~ Signed, with a wrecked and wretched heart,
Felicity Rhyolite.


Are we the same?
Bastard children in the way
Cast to dirt and lived in shame
Of course we are one in the same

But I wanted to be a hero, yeah?
You just didn't care or have any plans
It hurts, doesn't it? Being alone
I've been so alone, felt so cold

I crave you
I hate you

But when I'm with you, I feel alive
When you're snarky and energetic, it makes everything fine
When I'm with you, I feel like I'm appreciated
You pay attention to me, but I'm so jaded

You're the best trainer, you're a good teacher
But in the bars you drink away and leave me feeling a bitter fever
Put that glass down, please don't look at that girl
I bet you think I'm ugly, with all the insults you've hurled

What would it take for you to love me?
I hate being me, but I'm the only me I can be
Remember I told her not to be ashamed of who you are
But if you don't like me? It leaves another scar

And speaking of scars, I know I've struck you
I hate it because I myself have been abused
Is it a reaction I learned from those psychopaths?
I'm so sorry for every time I hit you, I deserve your wrath

I need you
I despise you

You make me angry, you make me happy
You flatter me, you drive me crazy
You hurt me, you heal me
Which side of you is actually deceiving?

How dare you make me feel like this! It's evil!
What on earth possessed my heart to chase you of all people!
A debauching luster, an obnoxious drunkard
I'm just another pretty chic, aren't I? Lack lustered

But, oh, I remember your kindness
You never once forsook me in my weakness
You still look at me, you care when I'm down
You fill my empty bucket with enough compassion to drown

You're patient when we train
You're gentle when from nightmares I wake
You encourage me when I'm afraid
And every time I'm left in a daze

I loathe you
I love you

I want you. I want to be with you. I'm saddened
Can't we just stay with Kylie forever in this cabin?
But duty calls me, and I'm sure you appall me
I have to move on, but my heart and body are longing

I crave you
I hate you
I need you
I despise you
I loathe you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you so much...