♟️twenty-seven | Tristan

♟️Beggin' by Måneskin

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"That needs intimacy and trust, she does not trust me, at all. I mean, I didn't give her much reason to, since I've been all but tormenting her since she got it, because I can't help it, so it's on me. But she would never let me do that, not when she definitely treasures the ice as something that is solely hers."

But instead, her lips curled in a feral grin, which happens when she has an idea, and shivers ran down my spine, because I know my best friend and that's not good. "I got an idea," she stood up, her grin widening.

"And I'm scared," I chuckled and she rolled her eyes.

"Come with me, babe," she grabbed Yohan by his left forearm and began to leave the room.

I narrowed my eyes, "Why aren't you sharing the idea?"

"Because," she grinned, looking at me over her shoulders, "you will try to stop me. But I'm willing to risk, we gotta find a way to make her get closer to us, to you, even if we have to force her to with money. We all know what happened last time we did that."

My face and ears burned at the naughty mentioned and I scoffed, "Excuse me?"

"Oh, come on, no need to lie about what you did before midnight with your Cinderella that night," Izzy chuckled sitting down where Keira was before, bumping her shoulder on mine.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Uh-huh, as if you didn't leave your Cinderella marked enough that everyone was able to tell what she was doing there," Pietro poked naughtily. "We all know why you were actually pissed with Sasaki for."

The mention of that bastard made me still, anger back to poisoning my blood as I remembered the sight of my Aella kissing that bastard the way I kissed her, using what I taught her on him, care her know it or not. I forgot everything we were talking them, clenching my fists angered.

"I'm going to kill him," I hissed and Kill cursed, quickly jumping up at the same time as I stood, putting himself in front of me.

"No killing, Tris, come on, mate," Kill said, which isn't ironic at all, given his nickname.

"He,"

"We know, but we don't know if she was doing that to piss someone, such as yourself, off, or to help him with whatever. Mate, I'm telling you, he is gay, he is as gay as one could be, I accidentally saw him with Porthos, he doesn't know it though. She must have seen it too, his parents are homophobic, we all know that, it must be it."

I clenched my jaw, "I couldn't give less of a fuck, he should go to someone else then. And Aella wouldn't help someone if there's nothing for her in it, that's not her, she's not selfless, the only people she's selfless with are Athena and Apollo, no one else. Definitely not Sasaki."

"It's not like you know her much," Izzy sighed.

"I know her," I snapped.

"Not confidently so," she countered and I realized Keira and Yohan were gone already. "You are jealous, Tristan."

"I am not jealous," I hissed. "I don't feel that."

"Oh, yes, sure, and I'm Magneto's son," Pietro mocked and I glared at him. "Mate, you are jealous, you are very jealous."

"I, am not, jealous," I hissed annoyed. "I just don't like him close to her, I don't like him."

"Because," Kill tapped my shoulder, "you think the only one who can get that close to her and invade her personal space is you. Which is something you feel when you are,"

"Finish that sentence and I'll break your nose, again, Killian," I warned and he sucked on his cheeks. "I am not jealous, and I do not feel whatever you want to say I do, it's just a... attraction, a fatal attraction that is dangerous for both of us, that all I feel. I don't like Aella, she's been a pain in the arse even before I knew who she was, and I'm not a pushover. Didn't she want to hate me for something I didn't even do? I simply gave her concrete reason to do so."

Isidora stood up, sighing, "He's in denial, pretty boy, he's been there ever since you came back from New York that December."

"There is nothing to be in denial for, Isidora," I snapped. "Aella is hot, sure, and I'm attracted to her, but she's a bitch, she's nasty, she's not approachable, she's a savage with no sense, she's unreasonable and she's too fucked in the head. Fucked in the head is an understatement, that girl should be thrown in a psych ward to deal with so many mental illnesses, and I doubt that would still be of any help."

"She's a broken doll, pretty on the outside, empty in the inside, she's breakable, too lost in her own shit to care about anything else. She isn't one to sympathize with nobody, she only cares about the twins and herself, she doesn't listen to nobody and doesn't care about anyone, not even herself," I scoffed. "She has that facade of strong unbreakable girl, but it's all fake, she's miserable, she wounded, she's fragile, push her a bit far, touch something that wounded her and she'll fall down like a domino."

"She is heartless, cold, ambitious, and thinks she's suffered more than anyone else, always trying to make everything about her, always the one who hurts more. She only cares about spilling her pain, she doesn't give a damn about nobody else's, even if you also went through some trauma, she doesn't give a shite, because she's not one to care about other people. No wonder she has no real friends or anyone really close to her, she repels everyone away with that terrible personality of her, too cold, too indifferent, too nonchalant."

"She has no sense of sympathy, no sense of how to deal with other humans, she's not made for social circles, she's made to stay alone forever, isolated, far away in a mountain or whatever. Only made to come out on winter, put up a scene on the ice, then go back to be an exiled antisocial freak," I spit, angered with her, anger with the image of her kissing Sasaki.

Angered with the audacity she had to say that to me, to make me think she's going to give her virginity to him today, that she's dating him, that she's in love.

"She doesn't feel love for nobody but the twins, she doesn't even fucking love herself. It's impossible for anyone to love someone who loves nobody else, who doesn't even love herself. She repels love away and love refuses to come into her life as payback, that's why nobody she doesn't love, loves her, which only leaves out the twins, who doesn't even love her above anything else, because they have each other. She can't blame nobody else but herself for not being the first place in nobody's life."

"Tristan," Pietro snapped, "don't say that."

"It's the truth, she hates herself because she knows this, and everytime anyone throws that at her, she shuts down, because she hates to have the truth thrown at her face. Not saying it and keeping quiet about it, won't change the fact that she does this!"

"Well, no wonder she hates you, if you say those things to her," Izzy scoffed annoyed for Aella and stood up. "You know that's not true, deep down, you know she isn't this unlovable antisocial freak monster or whatever that you're trying to make her to be, just so you won't feel guilty for being such a jerk to her, Tristan. All because you can't be honest with yourself about what you feel," she looked away, disappointed and I felt sick with myself. "I just hope you won't snap out of it when it's too late."

"Wait, Izzy," Kill got up to go after her. "You shouldn't say that, mate, especially when we know you don't even mean it," he snapped at me over his shoulder, leaving too.

"You're a mess, Tris," Pietro petted my shoulder and I stared at him, annoyed. "A mess, mate."