"I only wish to be the fountain of love from which you drink, every drop promising eternal passion."
-Anonymous
"It does not bother me to say this isn't love
Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love
And I guess I'm gonna have to live with that"
-Counting Crows, "Anna Begins"
She didn't love him – he knew that, hell, everybody knew that.
He was just another one of her play toys, her show pieces – nothing more and nothing less. She wanted him around when she was lonely or when she needed someone to reassure her of her breath-taking beauty – but never when he wanted to be around her or when he wanted just to talk. No, it was never about just talking… He knew that she was using him but he was hers to use. Lorcan could not say no to the pouting of her bottom lip or to her honey-coated words. "I need you," "You are my only," "You mean the world to me" – lies lies lies. But they always sounded so true on her candy sweet tongue, making him almost believe her.
Almost.
That would not be enough for most people – most people would have left ages ago, but there Lorcan stayed, right beside her like a lost puppy that did not know any better. He stayed because almost was good enough for him – he did want more, though; he wanted her love… He just told himself over and over again that one day she would love him, one day they would be married and have a perfect family with golden-blond hair, every single one of them. He repeated this idea to himself so many times that it almost seemed true.
Almost.
That was the problem. He wanted to believe these things, he truly did, but he wasn't harebrained enough. He knew that what they had was not love and it never would be. Come to think about it, what did they actually have? Empty words and empty kisses. That was all.
Lorcan wanted to break free from Victoire but he was not able. He was just another polished gem in her collection and he could never get away – but did he truly want to? Maybe, just maybe, he did not want to leave… Who really cares about love, anyway?
This is another pairing from Mew and Mor's Weird Pairings. It has never been done before so it is my original pairing. I'd appreciate it if you give me credit if you were to use this pairing but I understand I do not own these characters.
The quote(not the lyrics) are for Mew's challenge in HPFC.
The lyrics belong to the band Counting Crows and the song is "Anna Begins." Go listen to it while you review.
Thanks Mew (q)for (q)being (q)a (q)siriusly quick (q)beta! Go snuggle Lorcan and maybe he'll get rid of that evil (q)bitch Victoire...
:D
Thanks Schermionie for the corrections!