(Quick Note: I'm sure one of you dicks is gonna read the titles and comment about the overuse of the word Broken or Tangled. This is the point. It is a meme. Now
Ana stared up at the ceiling of her room. Mind wandering through all that had happened as she had begun activating her plans. She was now blood bound to Ivan. Terran had decided she was now his daughter. Lily and her decided to bond over candle and incense making. Seth had held her and told her he wanted to stay with everyone on the ship. She didn't know what to do. Even Moon had tried to calm her when he joined when she had started to finally feel the emotions and pain she had been through. Even now, he was sleeping as a cat beside her. She felt the last eight years of suppressed emotions finally trying to break out.
Slipping out of bed and heading up to the deck, she was hit with the soft heat of summer winds by the sea. I don't have to be alone. I don't have to rely on Isaars to protect me forever. Her lips began to tremble, moving to climb over the edge of the ship and down onto the figurehead so she could sit and think in peace.
I can't leave. This is home. What do I do?
She moved a hand over her chest, over her heart as she closed her eyes. You're in love with him. She tightened her closed eyes, feeling tears beginning to bud. It doesn't matter, it was never going to be. He has Sarian.. and before him, he had Aiysha. I'm just the stupid little girl he picked up in Westfall who was delusional to think he'd care that way. Stop trying to love. She clutched her fist, gripping the cloth of her robe. A second choice. A tool to get over his feelings, just like the whiskey he drinks. No matter what trouble I give him, he won't give a second glance. I could vanish and he wouldn't go looking. The tears had begun to overflow as she couldn't stop herself from sobbing. Why would anyone love you? You're just an insignificant human. By the time anyone learns your name, you'll be dead. You can't contribute to learning. Can't contribute to anything that would benefit anyone. A waste of space. They're all just pitying you to ease your conscious. Her hands gripped the sides of her head, curling in on herself as she sobbed.
"Ana?" She felt her breath catch at the sound of someone saying her name.
Glancing up, she blinked away her tears. Looking down over the railing was Collins. His shaggy mess of brown hair nearly framing his copper face.
Wiping her eyes with the heel of her palm, "Yes Collins?"
"Ana what's the matter? You never cry." The man remarked, still leaning over the wood as if to inspect her for injury.
"Heh.. It's nothing.. Just-.. Just dumb nightmares.." Ana remarked, hugging her knees close to her chest.
"Nightmares? Should I get you some more meds for that?" Collins raised a brow, his tone holding a hint of doubt.
"No.. Just things I gotta work through on my own." Ana tried to smile reassuringly.
"Alright.. You know you're safe and loved right?" Collins spoke calmly, "You'll be fine. The world will keep turning."
"Thanks Collins. Think I'ma stay out here a bit. I'll see you and Kyn in the morning for check up as normal." Ana leaned her head against the wood of the ship.
"See you then, Kiddo." Collins disappeared from her view.
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