"That's not... What I meant."
Rima said quietly. When she really started thinking about it, it started to make sense to her. She first met Celty at the age of four. She was climbing up the tree in her backyard, and he showed up. He told her she was doing it all wrong. She told him he was stupid. They got into a little fight in which they started throwing acorns at each other. Eventually, they laughed it off and introduced themselves. It had started then.
The older she got, the more time she and Celty would spend together. Sure, they fought most of the time. That might've been the whole reason they considered themselves friends. But they also had fun. They knew each other better than anyone else. It wasn't long for Rima to start seeing Celty in a different way. The way he'd smile, the way he was always doing ridiculous things just to make her laugh. The way he'd comfort her when she cried, or make everything seem fun no matter what was happening. She started to feel a connection to him. A connection that turned into a crush.
That crush never left. Rima kept it all those years she spent with Celty. She never shared it with him, of course. That would've ruined everything. She kept it a secret, and satisfied herself by spending every day with him. But when her parents died... When she lost everything... She couldn't acknowledge those feelings anymore. All she could feel was pain. And nothing anyone did, not even Celty, could help her see past her grief. But even then, it was still there.
It was only when Rima left that she understood what it really was. That crush wasn't just a crush anymore. It had grown into something too big. She... She loved him. She loved Celty.
This epiphany took a long time to come to the light. But now that Rima could see it for what it was, she couldn't just push it down and ignore it. Not anymore.
"I had no idea... That you'd feel that way about me.... Because.... I felt that way first. About... you."
[member="Celty Ikon"]
