You're My Apocalypse
Prelude:
I hold her by her waist. Her blue eyes shining in tears, anger reserved for the monsters she defeats is burning into mine. I let my fingertips stray from her waist, tracing her subtle cheekbones, upturned nose, rounded jaw line, down her slender neck and ending at the hull of her collarbone. My eyes escape hers and I watch the comparison of her pale skin and my grey, I watch her pulse rise and fall with every heart beat, my eyes hypnotized. Without looking away I gently take both hands and remove her hat and drop it to the floor, one bunny ear resting heavily on my ankle. Her blonde hair falls down her back, the shorter parts swaying around her shoulders.
I look back up, beauty catching me off guard as I stare deep into her blue eyes. They blink, tears fall and my body grows rigid. She is crying because I lost myself. I promised her that I would fix her and all I did was break her further. I feel burning in my eyes but I don't feel the tears until her hand rises from my chest and wipes them away. I grab them and hold her three middle fingers to my lips, right between my fangs. She looks from my mouth then back to my eyes until her other hand clamps onto my shirt. I use my free hand to pull her closer at the waist, her soft body pushing against mine.
I ache, I don't want her to cry because of my own mistakes, the mistakes that have brought this violence and chaos. I tore her world, not my own, I've destroyed her life and not mine. I have left her with nothing and I dare beg forgiveness? For her heart? As much as I want it, I could never accept it because I don't deserve anything, especially from her. Her. I need to hear her laugh or see her smile I can't bear to continue looking at her face, her beautiful face, her hauntingly beautiful face. Her tear marks, scarring her perfectly pale skin, the lines mingling with these new fresh ones. I let her hand slip as I press my lips to her cheek and let the tears disappear into my skin. I touch my forehead to hers and I brush her hair from her shoulders, putting my around her head and holding it in my hand.
I don't bother to clear my throat. I crack.
"I love you."
