forum Romance Roleplay (Closed O/O)

Started March 02, 2020 by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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Lucas looked away, trembling anxiously. "W-Why can't the world work like that for once in my life?!" He asked, growing more frustrated with himself. "Am I supposed to be dead?! Because the world sure doesn't seem to want me alive!"

"Lucas," Melissa flinched a bit, taken aback by his slight outburst. "Please… I know how hard it is for you right now, but it's going to get better. You just have to give it time, honey."

Lucas sighed when Melissa flinched and fidgeted uncomfortably with his hands. "Sorry, sorry… I'm probably just being stupid and overdramatic again. It's hard to see things getting better because honestly, it's been a pretty steady decline for me."

"I realize that, and that's why I'm trying to remind you things take time." Melissa continued to whisper, going back and sitting next to him. "I know it's not fun to hear, but it seems like the only thing I can do at this point…"

"I know, I know… and it's not your fault. It's never been your fault. It's always going to be me." Lucas closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair. "I know you're trying your best and I really appreciate that."

"But it's not enough," Melissa stated softly, gently taking his hand. "Right? I know you appreciate it, but it's not enough, is it? Is there more I can do, that you're not telling me?"

"No, no, you really don't need to do any more, Mel." Lucas insisted softly. "You're really doing a lot for me. I couldn't possibly ask you to do more, and I couldn't think of anything anyway. You're doing great."

"But clearly it's not enough. If it was, maybe things would be better for you." Melissa mumbled, resting her head on his shoulder. "I feel like there's one thing, that I just… can't do for you, but I should be doing."

"Mel, please… you can't possibly blame yourself for this. I-I mean… look at me. I'm doing this to myself, and I have been for ages. It really isn't your fault, I swear."

"But I should have been able to do something by now. Like, it should be so much better now, and it's not." Melissa insisted as she blankly stared out in the yard. "You'd think things would be in a lot better shape than they are."

"Maybe so, but that doesn't make it your fault. I'm the one who keeps forgetting to take my meds and getting myself all worked up over nothing and all that… it's really not your fault, Mel."

"If you say so…" Melissa sighed softly, attempting to let the topic drop. She felt the sudden urge to just ignore everything that was going on, trying to forget about the problems they had to deal with. So in an attempt to do so, she silently stared out at the snowy ground.

Lucas closed his eyes and sighed shakily, feeling guilty and stressed. Melissa was upset because of him. She thought it was her fault that he was so unstable. I must have done something wrong to make her think that way… what am I thinking? Of course I did. Everything I've done is wrong. She deserves better than me. Better than this. What if she gets mad and leaves me? Where will I live? This is all my fault… His breathing hitched a bit and he gritted his teeth, trying to keep himself from spiraling. Melissa didn't need one more thing to deal with.

Melissa glanced over to him, shoulders dropping some. Quietly adjusting herself, she wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder. "I love you…" She mumbled, rubbing circles into his back. "M'sorry if I'm worrying you… I'm here if you need me."

Lucas jumped a bit when Melissa suddenly held onto him, looking down at her with a bemused expression. "I… love you too." He replied softly after a few seconds of processing, sounding a little out of it. "I'm sorry… for… um… doing this again. It's not your fault… it's not your fault…"

Melissa continued to quietly rub his back, gently nuzzling against his shoulder. "You don't have to apologize. And you don't have to reassure me. I'm being stupid," She mumbled, reaching up to play with his hair. "You don't have to say anything. If you're not up for it."

"You're not… stupid…" Lucas mumbled softly, burying his face in Melissa's shoulder with a couple of wavering breaths. He was still trying to calm himself down, stuck somewhere between panic and calm, which made him very dazed and out of it. He wasn't entirely sure where he was or what was happening. It felt like a dream, or an out of body experience of some sort.

"Hey, it's okay," Melissa whispered, kissing the top of his head and pulling him closer to her. Rubbing his shoulders a bit, she nuzzled against him in hopes of trying to help relax him. "Is there something I can do to help you, honey?" She asked softly, lacing her fingers with his.

"Mmm… jus' gonna stay here for a while…" He mumbled tiredly, keeping close to Melissa. He was pretty limp, although trembling lightly. "We should probably… go inside soon… yeah? Sorry…"

"Yeah, we can go inside," Melissa whispered, kissing his cheek and starting to get up. "Unless you want to still sit here. And then we can wait." She hummed a bit, playing with his hair as she waited for him to respond.

Lucas hesitated for several seconds before standing as well, looking a little bit unsteady. "We should probably go in… don't wanna worry your dad." He replied softly.

(Hey, I just wanted to apologize one last time for the spacey responses. But, school ends really soon, and I actually have some more free time now! So I should actually be able to respond more frequently. Thank you so much for being patient with me.)

Melissa nodded a bit, wrapping an arm around his waist as she led him into the house. Bringing him to the living room, she let him sit on the couch, standing up next to him. "Can I get you anything, love?" She asked softly, playing with his hair a bit.

(Np!)
"No, no, I'm alright… just gonna sit down for a little while." Lucas sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, trying to relax. "Sorry. When do you think we'll eat dinner? Or… did we already?"

"Alright, love." Melissa hummed a bit, sitting besides him on the couch. Resting her head on his shoulder, she looked up at him when he spoke. "Why are you sorry, honey? And we'll probably have dinner in an hour or so."

"I-I dunno…" Lucas closed his eyes and rested his head against Melissa's. "I can't remember things very well, and… and I'm kinda being a problem. What time is it, even? I don't really know what's happening…"

"Hey, shhh, relax honey." Melissa insisted, pulling him close and rubbing his back. "Just try to relax right now, you're gonna be okay… and it's almost five. If you're hungry, I can get you food, but if you're not, why not try to lay down, huh?"

"Sorry, sorry… okay…" Lucas hesitated before he carefully laid down on the couch as instructed, fidgeting with his hands nervously. "I'm sorry… I love you… you're great."

"You don't need to apologize, Lu," Melissa whispered, kissing his forehead she played with his hair still. "I love you, too. You're also great." She hummed, gently running her thumb over his lips.

"Noooo…" Lucas mumbled softly, burying his face in Melissa's shoulder. "M'not… you're too nice to me, Mel… why are you so nice to me…?" He asked weakly, his voice a bit muffled.