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Lillian slammed open the classroom door, tears run all down her face, her mascara smudged, and stains all over her robes.
“H-how...could you leave me there? St-standing...at the altar...”
She broke down sobbing immodestly on the desk in front of her, pounding the hard wood with her fists until she had splinters in her hands. She sniffed loudly and wiped the tears on her light blue robe, staining it black.
“I...I thought you loved me..” She whispered. It was with a loving tone, but also a very sad and hopeless one. She hadn't slept all night, and had stood at the same place in the town for hours. Her legs would hardly support her, she was shaking all over from the rattling sobs.
“If you loved m-me...”She said a bit stiffly, “Y-you...you would've been there. You...you proposed. You..you wanted us to be together..but..we..we AREN'T!” She shouted the last word so it rang throughout the room, echoing in the awkward silence. Lillian slumped on the desk and fell to her knees now. She couldn't help but feel that she should've known it was all too good to be true. She tried to stand up, but tripped over her own two feet, and landed with a loud crash on the floor. She began sobbing again, harder than ever as she lay there, probably one of the most pitiful things she had ever done in her life up to this point. Salty tears were running into her mouth, and she leaned back up on vibrating arms, as if to do a push up. She crawled to her knees, and stood up, about to leave when she turned back and saw Callysto's face. How could anyone so beautiful do something so...terrible?
((She wasn't there cuz of time reasons, so me, in real life, i'm not mad at all even though my cosplay will be for a while, understandably))

Lillian's eyes closed sofly as Callysto touched her, and for a moment she was in a dream, then she snapped back to reality in that same second and screeched "DON'T TOUCH ME!" Just as Callysto had let go of her.
She broke down again, lieing on the floor, pounding the floor hard, digging splinters deeper into her fists. Droplets of blood began to appear on her hands, she tried to stop the bleeding with her gown, and she cried harder and small pools of blood appeared there, staining the light blue black and red as her mascara continued to smudge. She tried to stand but just fell again, she was shaking so badly. It was like that night her husband began beating her..the betrayl... and then looking Callysto straight in theeyes, she said the most truthful, and one of the most hurtful things she could think of. "I should've realized it was too good to be true. I wanted you. I still do. I always will. You made things wonderful for me. And now you've crushed me. I hope you're happy." She said it all straight-faced, and struggling to keep her voice from trembling.
"I'm the headmistress," she said gulping and swallowing. "So..so..I..I order you to clean this filth from your classroom!" She yelled, pointing at the blood and tears that were all over Callysto's classroom floor now.

Lillian winced at the word love. It was such a lie. Her husband had said that too. "Then you don't understand what LOVE is!" She shrieked on the word love, her voice going up at least an octave.

As Callysto's head turned away, Lillian wanted nothing more than to turn her back. "So..s-so..."she struggled for something to say.." You..you can't even LOOK at me!?"
Again her voice was unusually and unnaturally high as she screamed, and fresh tears welled up in her eyes. The one she loved wouldn't even look at her as she ripped her heart out.
She looked around the room, not knowing what to do, barely aware of her surroundings. "CLEAN THIS MESS UP!" She shrieked, pointing at the blood again.
She made to run out the door way, but kept tripping on her robes. Not because they were long, just because she was shaking too much too keep them flowing behind her like they usually did. She thought she heard her ankle snap as she tripped again, and she toppled over once more, face first onto the floor...how humiliating.

Lillian was sprawled on the floor, her ankle oddly bent, and before she knew it, Callysto was sitting over her, and holding her...and oh don't let me melt in her arms...for a moment they were completely still...Callysto's hand crept up her ankle, and it was all she could do not to yell in pain just from the gentle hand skimming it. She bit her lip...and Callysto called her beautiful...Beautiful? She had looked so much better before the gown had been torn...

Callysto's hand was now across her chest and oh don't melt she told herself...don't melt...don't melt...Her chest was heaving and she was breathing so deeply, she must have been hyperventilating. Her dress was so blood-stained now, that Callysto's hand had turned red. For a sickening moment, Lillian thought Callysto was going to trap her right here on the floor and rap e her or something obscene...but she..tasted? the blood...

It was so seductive, but so grotesque at the same time..Lillian wasn't sure whether to be disgusted, repulsed, or intriuged. She chose none of them. She coughed slightly and turned over on her back. She sat up, wincing, and couldn't help but let a small moan of pain escape her grimace and twisted face. She pulled out her wand, and tapped her ankle, saying "Episkey". It grew hot then cold, and it was no longer bent oddly, but the same as the other one. She took her wand in her left hand now, ((I'm right handed)) and tapped her right hand, murmuring spells, removing the splinters and healing the cuts. She did the same with the other hand, and now sat there, in a filthy, muddy, bloody, torn wedding gown, looking up into her former lover's eyes. She spoke coldy as she muttered, barely loud enough for Callysto to hear:
"I'm not firing you or lowering your pay raise. But I..I can't trust you anymore."
It wasn't a question of wanting to trust her...it was that she didn't want to get heartbroken anymore.

"You don't understand Callysto...I LIKE taking risks in life, I don't want to live on the safe side. And I want to be with you. What if...what if..." She thought back to her crystal gazing for a moment, the tea leaves and she tried to find the right words.
"What if something DOES happen...and you aren't there..maybe..maybe I'm really SAFER with you and you just don't see it that way!"
She couldn't help it. As much as she was infuriated and felt like she could pour out nothing but hate right now...she walked closer to the woman. Finnally, when they were not even a foot away, she hugged Callysto.
"You..just don't see us the way I have. Or yourself...you see yourself as a danger, I see it as a challenge and risk I'm willing to take for love. I've been hurt before, and I've survived. I'll survive now." She whispered in her ear.
She let go of Callysto, not wanting to tempt her further, but she didn't leave this time. Part of her was begging to hear some other reason, some meaning to why Callysto would break her heart. In her eyes, the reason given just wasn't good enough.