[The words rang hollow in his ears, and he just laughs, even through the punch.]
Liar.
[Because you were my family too.]
You would never lay a hand on Kanoa.
[So he wasn’t Kanoa anymore, he couldn’t be. He wasn’t something to be loved and cherished.
But he wanted to be, and that’s the part that hurt most of all. He wanted to go back to being that naive fool, he wanted his family back, he wanted that life back. But how could any of them love something like him now? It hurts. It hurts and he wants it to stop.
Because he still loves them too.
Even his “brother”, who he should hate. The “brother” that he should just see as himself, and hate in return. The brother that he wanted to destroy him, but also to make things better like he always used to. The one that always seemed to have this power to make his chest hurt less. The brother he disappointed by winding up like this all over again in spite of everything. After how hard he'd tried to make sure he didn't become this.
It was all he could do to grasp at his chest. It hurt so bad, he hated it. He hated himself. He just wanted it all to stop.]
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Liar.
[Because you were my family too.]
You would never lay a hand on Kanoa.
[So he wasn’t Kanoa anymore, he couldn’t be. He wasn’t something to be loved and cherished.
But he wanted to be, and that’s the part that hurt most of all. He wanted to go back to being that naive fool, he wanted his family back, he wanted that life back. But how could any of them love something like him now? It hurts. It hurts and he wants it to stop.
Because he still loves them too.
Even his “brother”, who he should hate. The “brother” that he should just see as himself, and hate in return. The brother that he wanted to destroy him, but also to make things better like he always used to. The one that always seemed to have this power to make his chest hurt less. The brother he disappointed by winding up like this all over again in spite of everything. After how hard he'd tried to make sure he didn't become this.
It was all he could do to grasp at his chest. It hurt so bad, he hated it. He hated himself. He just wanted it all to stop.]