Somewhere Only We Know [Cassio]

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Shit!

He couldn’t open it, now Kormiko was starting to get angry. He did not want to be locked in a closet with Freya out there crying. Kormiko didn’t want to hear here cry, every sob he heard made his heart tear, soon there wouldn’t be much left. He had to get out of here... he wanted to hold Freya, hug her bring her close to him. Kormiko longed to tell her how he felt. He loved her, but she didn’t love him she had made it all so clear.

In a perfect world
One we've never known
We would never need to face the world alone

The anger burned in him he stood taller and rammed his shoulder into the closet, he heard the faintest crack, that one sound told him everything, the wood was weakening he would soon be out, out and gone for good.

Kormiko leaned back against the closet wall before thrusting forward with his shoulder. It collides heavily and loudly. Kormiko winces in pain and frustration. He hoped no one had heard the sound; he couldn’t handle it if Freya’s parents came in. Kormiko listened quietly, maybe Freya was still there. He doubted it. He wanted to yell in frustration, but the sound might cause her parents to come running. Instead he satisfied himself with an irritated kick at the door. The door bended after all the damage, it leaned outwards, with a final push the door tears off its hinges.

They can have the world
We'll create our own
I may not be brave or strong or smart
But some where in my secret heart

Kormiko grunts with relief as he squeezes his way through. He attempts to close it, but it is a poor attempt the door was just to broken. He sighs, another thing he had destroyed in her life. When would he stop wrecking it? Kormiko looks down at the mess he created, wood chips covered the ground. Bending down he trys to clear it, he reveals a pieace of paper... He didn’t know what it was it was blank he put it in his hand flipping it over...

Goodbye

The tiny word was scribbled on the piece of paper. I small, but beautiful love heart was beside. Silent tears rolled down Kormiko’s face. Freya was gone. No... He wanted to yell and scream. He wanted to hug the piece of paper and beg for her back, he would sacrifice his life for Freya. He had to find her... he needed her more than anyone, more than anything in the world. Nothing meant more than her.

Kormiko sits on his heels and stares at the paper, his vision blurs slightly as the tears take over. Small sobs shook his body. Slowly the words sunk in. Freya was leaving.

Kormiko couldn’t let that happen, so he didn’t.

I know
Love will find a way
Any where we go
I'm home
If you are there beside me

Clutching the note in his hand as if it held all his love and life, he runs to the door. He skips down the stairs three at a time before moving through the front door and into the street. Kormiko stops. He didn’t know where Freya was. All hope left him how could he find her. How? He had no clue. He was totally and utterly clueless. The pain of how he felt tore into him, it controlled him he had lost her. His angel his life, and without her what was the point? What was life without the one you loved, she was the sun to his day and without the sun he didn’t exist. Without Freya there was no Kormiko. That fact shattered Kormiko his sobs became louder as the despair washed through him. He had lost everything.

Slowly, Kormiko gains control, he soon begins to realise Freya needed him, she was out there all alone. Who knew what could happen to her. He had to find her. His head pounded from the tears and the endless sobbing. He didn’t know where to go. Sprinting Kormiko runs down a street he hoped his heart would lead him the right way.

The yelling collided with Kormiko he heard every word and he knew whose they were; Freya’s. “If you really did love me back, you’d come after me! You’d find me! You’d tell me it's all going to be okay!” What? The words they didn’t make sense. They confused him. How could she feel like that? Kormiko looked back and saw it all. He saw that playful smile, and that glow on her face as he talked, as he light the fire that had sparked everything he felt for her... She felt everything he did.

Like dark turning into day
Some how we'll come through
Now that I've found you
Love will find a way

Kormiko couldn’t help himself; he ran forward at a sprint, he had to see her. Kormiko rounds a corner he sees her, relief floods him as well as love, it explodes in his chest Kormiko feels so great, the love it blossoms in him. He runs forward knowing exactly what he was going to do. Quickly he wraps his hands around Freya, before she could protest, before she could getaway and leave him again. Kormiko finds his lips searching for hers, his meet hers and instantly Kormiko feels the heat of her lips, it tastes slightly salty from her tears, but he didn’t care. Electricity explodes through him; it felt so right holding Freya feeling her with him. Kormiko loved it. He wanted to be like that forever, but he couldn’t, he had to tell her.

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“Freya. I love you.”

Kormiko looked into her eyes, he loved her so much and finally he had been able to tell her, he knew...she did love him back. Kormiko's heart soared at the thought of what had just happened he had kissed her, and told her how he felt. Deep down he knew he had done the right thing." Freya, I love you. I would do anything for you... I want to be with you. I always have."

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I never thought that you would be the one to hold my heart
But you came around and you knocked me off the ground from the start

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Freya felt herself shivering as Kormiko pulled her into his arms. His lips touched hers, and suddenly they were caught in a long everlasting kiss: Freya’s first. She closed her eyes, feeling weak beneath the pressure of the moment. Who was she kidding? How could this be happening? She was only fifteen, never before in a relationship. She was just a growing girl, trying to find her place in this mess of a world: a girl who had radical dreams, but always found her way back to reality.

Did she love Kormiko? Freya was unsure. Honestly, she was still unaware of what you were supposed to feel when you were in love. She was unsure whether this was really it. Was this love? Or was it just another one of Freya’s extreme fantasies? There was such an age difference between the two of them that Freya was almost afraid that she wasn’t good enough for Kormiko. Besides, she had stuffed him in a closed and acted so superior: did he not deserve better?

Similarly, Freya was afraid. She was afraid of having a stronger, older man kiss her. What if she couldn’t trust him? What if he was only doing this for the purpose of taking advantage of a fifteen-year old girl? He didn’t seem like that type of person, but Freya had to take it into account. Still, she continued to kiss him, falling into the temptation.

More than anything, Freya was not merely afraid of Kormiko taking advantage of her, or breaking her heart. She was afraid of falling in love. She didn’t want people to know her; and in fact, few people really did. Freya Hanig was Freya Hanig, and that was it. She was a strong unbreakable girl who protested and fought for her opinions, never backing down. That’s who Freya Hanig was; that’s what people saw her as.

You put your arms around me
And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go
You put your arms around me and I'm home

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No one saw Freya’s weaknesses. No one knew soft spots, her breaking points, or her secrets. That’s what she kept hidden: the feelings she didn’t want people to see. Freya wasn’t afraid to speak out or let herself go when she was at a distance. It was just being close that scared her: letting people see her weaknesses, especially someone she might love.

Freya had the sudden urge to back away from Kormiko, to unlatch his arms and his lips. Something told her she loved this feeling of being wanted, loved, and comforted, but something else told her she needed to let go and prove her independence. But Kormiko let go first. Freya looked up into his warm glowing eyes, seeing only comfort as he continued to hold onto her hands. Words tumbled from Kormiko’s mouth, but all Freya heard was, “I love you.” She stumbled backwards a bit, her head feeling slightly heavy. This was all too fast, all too confusing. She was losing her grip on herself over a few feelings. Was this how love was supposed to go? Freya didn’t know. She was too young to.

Freya looked back up into Kormiko’s glowing eyes. She was speechless: breathless, in fact. She had no words, nothing left to say. This was where he would see how weak she was, how easily she could fall into his arms again and let temptation overcome her. She didn’t want to be weak though. It only further characterized her as a girl, rather than a young woman. She wanted strength to fight against the temptation of falling in love, or at least, the thought of falling in love, whether it was real or not.

It wasn’t real, Freya told herself. Maybe in the movies it was, but here, it was too unreal. No one could love Freya that way: no one ever would. Wasn’t that just fact? Freya knew she needed to accept the facts and move on: love did not end well. Real love never did. So why get herself caught up in this one? Regardless, something inside of Freya, some lovely buoyant feeling, jerked her forward, until her lips were once again in contact with Kormiko’s. She closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck. Guilt nipped at her insides: she was weak, needing someone to hold onto, yet she couldn’t let go. She knew she would end up breaking her own heart, and when she did, it would be her fault, not Kormiko’s. The future was suddenly erased from Freya’s mind. She was stuck in now, stuck in what felt right.

How many times will you let me change my mind and turn around
I can't decide if I'll let you save my life or if I'll drown

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Finding enough strength to pull away from Kormiko, that’s what she did. Her heart was beating fast, and suddenly, she remembered who she was, and where she was going. She wasn’t ignorant for one thing. If anything, she wasn’t going to let any feelings that she was developing, slow her down. Guilt rushed back to her; she hadn’t told Kormiko she loved him in return. She knew she couldn’t say it truthfully, without doubting herself; but a few words managed to slip out of her mouth anyways. “I don’t know what love is,” she said shakily.

She looked at the ground, taking a small step backwards. Then, she looked back up at Kormiko. “Let’s run away,” she said. “Let’s find the districts. Let’s get out of here. Anywhere but here. I don’t want to be hesitant any longer. I want...I want to...I don’t know…I just want to show people that I...I can!” She was on the verge of breaking again, but it didn’t matter. She wanted to fall back into Kormiko’s arms, but she kept her distance. It wasn’t time to be clingy; it was time to be strong.

So instead of falling back into that deep warm feeling that had flooded her the moment Kormiko had kissed her, she waiting for Kormiko’s answer, ignoring her feelings for a moment.

I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling
I've never let a love get so close
You put your arms around me and I'm home

OOC: Not too impressed with this post. :/ Sorry, haven't RPed in a while now...and just, hopefully I'll be able to get a better grip on Freya next post....And sorry for the super-duper long wait. [/color][/size][/blockquote][/justify]

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Kormiko sagged, again with the running away. He had enjoyed kissing her, he had felt amazing when she had kissed him back... and now she was suggesting running away again. He wanted to shake some sense into her. She was being ridiculous, why she kept bringing it up? He couldn’t understand, most importantly it hurt him to an extent, he had her she had him, what else did she need?

It appeared she needed more. Perhaps there was differences and there most defiantly was, but Kormiko stilled cared for Freya... but now she wanted this crazy idea and more so she wasn’t even sure if she loved Kormiko anymore! Kormiko had turned into some sort of ‘pat on the back’ and ‘there there, you’ll feel better know’, he didn’t want that he wanted to be with Freya and stop this nonsense.

Yet, Freya persisted to runaway; doubt had started to gnaw at his stomach, had this all been some school girl’s dream, just something she wanted? Something to get attention? Was it childish? What every teenager did? But this was Freya... Freya was still a girl, she acted and still had the same feelings as one and yet she was different. Kormiko shakes his head in frustration, he longed to just turn around and walk away, to forget all this, but he couldn’t.

Had he done the wrong thing?

He looks at the small figure in front of him, she was so young, so very ambitious... too young for him. He was nineteen, she was maybe a slightly bit crazy, Kormiko was doubtful, the girl in front of him was well, just a girl. That was it, she was! Freya was a girl, fithteen, she wasn’t old enough to know this stuff, it was all in her head Running away ppft, hormones.

And still, Kormiko wanted to be with her, but he wasn’t going to follow her if she ran away, although something told him; he would because he would die if Freya was ever hurt. He glared at her for making his life so tough, for throwing all these hard decisions at him in one night. The question wasn’t actually hard he knew what he wanted, he just didn’t know if it was right and still if it would hurt Freya.

Someone was going to get hurt, more hurt than they already were. Love was cruel, it teared people apart, it ruined relationships, it killed friendships, but everyone wanted it, everyone longed to feel a burning passion, the passion he felt, the feeling Freya wasn’t sure she had. Kormiko stopped, mouth hanging. You couldn’t have love if only one person believed in it... it wasn’t well love, love wasn’t one sided two people felt it. Kormiko felt it, although he wasn’t sure he did anymore, and Freya felt nothing.

His jaw snaps shut, was it he just felt something towards her, he didn’t feel love? Kormiko didn’t know anymore, he was just getting more and more confused, conflicted by different emotions, he didn’t know anything, he couldn’t even tell how he felt. He was so confused he wanted to scream and yell at Freya, make he understand, but he couldn’t he was an adult.

Freya was a child, she was acting like one, and adults didn’t runaway. He felt the urge to drag Freya back to her parents to keep her safe, he wanted to treat her like the child she was, but he was reluctant to, he didn’t want Freya to hate him, walk away and never talk to him again, and yet if he didn’t do something she would run away, maybe get killed and he would never be able to talk to her again.

Maybe it was that Kormiko still held to the hope that she loved him, or maybe it was just he cared, but he knew he had to keep her safe.

“Freya, don’t runaway. The Freya I knew would never run away from a fight, she would turn and fight back. Why are you trying to run from the Capitol? When I first meet you, you told me you were going to fight them, isn’t that why we broke into that building tonight? Isn’t that why we set it all on fire? And the reason why we have a box of books at your house, full of the Capitols secrets? Or have you changed your mind, just like everything else? Or was today, just some fantasy adventure, was it all real. Or just something you wanted?”

He knew some of what he spoke had another meaning, but he ignored it. He knew Freya would probably either walk away from him, or yell and shout, then run away. No matter what he did, it would always be wrong for Freya. Kormiko was unsure, he was tired of this little game Freya was playing, for goodness sakes, he had trashed a building, broken into a house, been locked in a closet and chased a girl all through the Capitol, to kiss her and find out that she probably didn’t love him. What a night.

Kormiko just didn’t know what to do anymore, he was losing everything and everyone he cared about, he was going to lose his life, thanks to his little adventure. He was losing Freya, he didn’t believe in the slightest anything he said had sunk in, and after all it was Freya, the only girl that had ever destroyed everything he had.

OOC:Sorry it is bad I havent posted with Kormiko for ages Dx, don't worry about it, we all have times like that in life^^[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify][/size][/color][/size][/size]