novelxo Chapter The Volcano
The group had drifted through the next few days the only words exchanged were, could you pass me more berries? Adilah and Aamir made sure not to be “romantic” around Ceres. Ceres had been wearing the same clothes as when he battled, blood-soaked and torn. When they made it to the Fire realm and Fiare brought up Jupiter, Ceres walked silently into the volcano and made his way up to Jupiter’s room, and collapsed on her bed. Smelling the soft, lemon-scented that Jupiter carried with her.
Ceres“Ceres?” Fiare said at the door. He stayed silent. He sat at the foot of the bed and passed him a package. “It’s- It’s from her,” He said. Ceres sat up silently and grabbed the parcel. There was a note on the top, she carefully untied it and opened the note.
If you are reading this then I’m not with you anymore. For starters, I love you. I never met anyone like you. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. I love you, I love you, I love you. Next, It’s probably hard for you right now but doesn’t do anything drastic, I’m always going to be with you but I can’t stop you from doing anything. I remember our first kiss, It never left, so I figured you would want this.
Love,
Jupiter.
He opened the parcel carefully revealing the sheer tank top, Jupiter’s lemony perfume, and a locket. He picked up the locket and opened it. There was a photo of Jupiter and some words inscribed, “Not as much as having to wait three fucking years for that,” Ceres laughed and tears streaked his face. Fiare grabbed the locket from him and looked up, “Pull your hair back,” He said lightly. He clasped the locket around his neck. Ceres grabbed the perfume and smelled the top, lemon. Then he grabbed the tank top, Jupiter started to get hot and while Ceres wasn’t looking slipped off her shirt revealing a sheer white tank top. He remembered that exact moment. He turned the note over, Ashe is yours now. Take care of her just like you took care of me. Just on time, the fox walked in with Ember and they both hopped on the bed. Ceres started to cry again, Fiare moved toward him and grabbed him, laying his head down on his lap. “The group left already, they told me to tell you goodbye.” He whispered, stroking his hair. Ceres nodded silently, clutching the locket in one hand. “She seemed relaxed,” Ceres said. “You don’t need to talk about it,” Fiare responded. “I-,” He went silent again, and drifted into an uneasy sleep in Fiares lap.