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Good and Bad Men
0 reviewsCharlotte thinks about her ex-boyfriend and Takashi before calling for help dealing with the former.
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Chapter Twenty-Six: Good and Bad Men:
-Charlotte-
I've had both good and bad men. The bad man came first.
The Ban Man
I met him when I was fifteen. He was there when my parents weren't. He made me feel like a princess. It felt strange in a way. He could have any girl he wanted. But he chose me. I didn't question it. I felt special. I was also young, desperate, and dense back then.
Probably why I didn't see the warning signs.
By the time I was nineteen, I realized I did not love him. But I didn't leave. Why didn't I? He was so… safe. For four years, it was just safe. Safe was okay in the beginning. But now, it felt boring.
I didn't know what he would do to make me stay with him.
The Good Man
The good man saved me. He gave me the courage to leave. He's a bit strange, though. Angels are supposed to be pure of humans. I guess I ruined him there. But he's still a good man. Clueless, but good.
I love him dearly. It just happened. He was supposed to be my friend. I wasn't looking for love. My heart had already been betrayed by the bad man. I just wanted to heal. One year later, I fell for the good man. I don't regret it. I was scared I had to admit at first. But now…
I feel loved. Not smothered, but truly loved.
I frowned in the mirror.
But the Bad man could be coming back. I won't go back there. I refused to be back in his cage. But what will I do? I don't know how to face him. The good man has my back. I'm glad that he does. But he doesn't seem to know either.
Lately, I've done some thinking. I was never really happy with the bad man. I was lonely and he was there. He didn't help me grow. The bad man wanted me to rely on him. The good man helps me grow. I was in a cage under the bad man. The good man set me free.
I don't want to go back to the bad man. How do I tell him off? I, no, we need some help.
I turned around to my room. That good man was still asleep in my bed. I drew in a breath. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed up another good man.
"Hello?" I asked. "I need your help. It's about my ex."
"Okay," Watari said. "What is the problem?"
-Charlotte-
I've had both good and bad men. The bad man came first.
The Ban Man
I met him when I was fifteen. He was there when my parents weren't. He made me feel like a princess. It felt strange in a way. He could have any girl he wanted. But he chose me. I didn't question it. I felt special. I was also young, desperate, and dense back then.
Probably why I didn't see the warning signs.
By the time I was nineteen, I realized I did not love him. But I didn't leave. Why didn't I? He was so… safe. For four years, it was just safe. Safe was okay in the beginning. But now, it felt boring.
I didn't know what he would do to make me stay with him.
The Good Man
The good man saved me. He gave me the courage to leave. He's a bit strange, though. Angels are supposed to be pure of humans. I guess I ruined him there. But he's still a good man. Clueless, but good.
I love him dearly. It just happened. He was supposed to be my friend. I wasn't looking for love. My heart had already been betrayed by the bad man. I just wanted to heal. One year later, I fell for the good man. I don't regret it. I was scared I had to admit at first. But now…
I feel loved. Not smothered, but truly loved.
I frowned in the mirror.
But the Bad man could be coming back. I won't go back there. I refused to be back in his cage. But what will I do? I don't know how to face him. The good man has my back. I'm glad that he does. But he doesn't seem to know either.
Lately, I've done some thinking. I was never really happy with the bad man. I was lonely and he was there. He didn't help me grow. The bad man wanted me to rely on him. The good man helps me grow. I was in a cage under the bad man. The good man set me free.
I don't want to go back to the bad man. How do I tell him off? I, no, we need some help.
I turned around to my room. That good man was still asleep in my bed. I drew in a breath. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed up another good man.
"Hello?" I asked. "I need your help. It's about my ex."
"Okay," Watari said. "What is the problem?"
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