Inspired by and dedicated to The Batman to my Robin, the Clyde to my Bonnie, the Oso Baboso to my Mariposa Babosa. In other words, it's inspired by and dedicated to my first love, Hunter.
Song Used: Déjenme Llorar by Carla Morrison (translation of the song at the end)
Let Me Cry
Eh estado recordando los momentos que te di,
cuántos tu me diste y porque ahora estoy aquí,
Her ripe-green eyes focus on the waves, the way they are crashing against the rocky shore. Salty air fills her lungs, and slight goosebumps form on her pale skin from the chilly air. Her toes curl against the wet, soft soil. Moonlight illuminates her. Makes her strawberry blonde hair appear to be silky as the wind gently blows it back. Her knees are bent, drawn to her body by her arms, and her head rests on the top of her knees. She wears a long, strapless, twisted, top sequined waist, white dress. All she needs are wings and she will look like an Angel.
And she really wishes she were one because Angels are perfect. Angles do not feel anything - they have no emotions. They are so perfect, powerful and guarded, and it makes her heart heavy knowing that she can never be one of those perfect creatures. Because if she were one of them, then she would never be harmed. Would never feel sadness, would never feel heartbreak and pain and love…
sentada en el suelo pensando que te quiero,
que te quise tanto, y que tu amor me es necesario!
There's a shift in the air. Another presence of dominance.
"What is it, Scott?" she calls out into the air.
Scott steps from out of the shadows and cautiously approaches her.
"You weren't answering your phone," he replies calmly. He is like a wolf trying not to scare a rabbit: slow, hesitant and cautious. "We were worried. Thought something bad had happened."To you… Ah, soft unspoken words.
From dominant to submissive. From the leader to the follower, from the hunter to the hunted. Gone from the top to the bottom, she thinks. Stays quiet.
The McCall male sits next to her. "I know this is hard, and I'm sorry. If it were up to me, I would have never dragged you into this - would have never allowed anyone to hurt you. Because you, you Lydia, you have a better chance to go ahead and dominate the world. And, Lydia…"
Déjenme llorar quiero sacarlo de mi pecho,
con mi llanto apagar este fuego que arde adentro,
Déjenme llorar quiero despedirme en silencio,
hacer mi mente razonar que para esto no hay remedio...
What he says does not make sense, but it lightens her heart a bit to know that he is one of the very few people honest with her. That believes in her.
The corners of her blood-red lips turn into a bitter smile, infant and tender eyes turning sad. It is like someone put a heavy rock on her chest because it is hard to swallow - so damn hard to breathe!
"It's not really dealing with the whole supernatural crap," she says really, really quietly. "It's just that…" She inhales sharply. Clears her throat. "When - when there is danger, when there is another threat, the people that I look up to - the people that I believe aren't going to fail me… they fail me. They disappoint me."
Fueron tan bellos encuentros... amarnos sin miedo,
eres tu la noche y y tu sueño, tu mi cuenta cuentos,
te olvidare lo juro, lo siento,
tu amor me hace daño,
y esto no puedes ya arreglarlo,
And her sorrow starts to drip from her coney eyes as she remembers the person that she thought was always going to be there. The person that promised to stay…
The True Alpha pulls her close; she curls against him, grabs the fabric of his shirt into her hands. Lets everything she has been feeling out. Because the warmth he provides makes the empty hole in her heart start to not feel so empty.
"Why do the people that I love leave me?" she whimpers. "Why do they leave me lost and insecure and hurt? Why do they disappoint me?"
Scott stays quiet, not knowing what to say. He rubs her back and kisses the top of her head.
And Lydia lets every single one of her feelings out through her tears. She sobs against his chest, her whole body trembling. Remembers those empty promises and words. Those kisses without love, only want. Those seconds that she wasted with someone that did not keep his word. Someone that left without saying "goodbye." That left and did not look back.
The strawberry blonde remembers when she first saw him - was immediately drawn. When she started talking to him, it was like meeting someone from a different world! And it hurts remembering. Because she remembers those brown eyes that pierced into her green ones, looking into her soul. Remembers his words with passion, remembers the way his face twisted whenever he got lost into his raps. She remembers and it hurts. Hurts because she loves that bastard. Loves him as much as she loved Jackson. Perhaps even more!
Pero amor como el mio no hallaras por ahí,
porque este amor apuesta hasta por mi...
Her Alpha is silent. The werewolf holds her and lets her cry. Because he knows how painful it is to lose someone that you love. Knows that Lydia was crazy in love, knows that she needs to cry. Needs to cry in order to let go and get that asshole out of her heart.
Déjenme llorar quiero sacarlo de mi pecho,
con mi llanto apagar este fuego que hay adentro..
déjenme llorar quiero despedirme en silencio,
hacer mi mente razonar que para esto no hay remedio... (x2)
Lydia sobs and sobs, feels the need to let everything go. And so the banshee opens her mouth and lets a scream of sorrow. And in that scream, she says goodbye.
And it is funny because the strawberry blonde, beautiful banshee says goodbye not knowing the whole story. But it does not matter that she does not know. Because she has been hurting for weeks, and now she has screamed. Has screamed and let go.
Déjenme llorar...
Déjenme llorar...
Translation: I have been remembering those moments that I gave you,
how many you gave me and why I am here. Sitting on the ground, thinking
that I love you, that I loved you a lot, and that your love is necessary for me.
Chorus:
Let me cry. I want to take him out of my chest. With my cry to extinguish this
fire that burns inside. Let me cry, I want to wake in silence, make my mind
go into reason that for this there is no remedy...
Those encounters were very beautiful, love each other without fear.
You are the night, I am your dream. You my story teller, I will forget you, I swear.
I'm sorry, your love harms me and you can't fix this. But love like mine,
you will never find anywhere. Because this love is in my favor.
(Chorus x2)
Let me cry… let me cry...