A/N: OLAF! It's me, IFYOUCOULDFLY! So this is the first fanfiction I've written for the Grisha Trilogy, and the first one I've written in...well, a long time. I'm busier than I'd ever even thought possible, so for anyone that's following me and really really pissed I haven't done anything, I'm sorry. I really am.
But for anyone else, hey! This'll be my attempt of the 100 word challenge! Most of these will probably be Darklina, because I'm just in love with that couple, but really I'll write just about anything, so leave suggestions!
MAJOR SPOILERS FOR BOOKS 1 AND 2! Also, disclaimer: I DON'T AND NEVER WILL OWN THE GRISHA TRILOGY!
Anyways, read on!
-DREAM-
I was buried deep in the sheets of the Darkling's bed at the Little Palace.
I kept trying to get comfortable, but his scent was everywhere, hanging in the room as a constant reminder of him. I groaned and flipped over on my back, staring at the mahogany ceiling.
"I remeber smelling him."
My stupid mind blurted. "By the lake, when he kissed."
I mentally slapped myself. Making out with the Darkling was not what I was supposed to be thinking right now. Unfortunately, once I had started, I couldn't stop. Every word, every touch, every brushing of our lips flashed through my head, drawing tears to my eyes.
"How could I be so stupid?" I whispered to myself, blinking in a feeble attempt to clear my eyes. "Why would I let him manipulate me like that? Was I that desperate, that I'd actually think he loved me?"
"Oh, how wrong you are Alina."
I shot up, my heart jumping.
Across the room, sitting comfortably in a leather chair, was the silhouette of the Darkling.
"W-what are you doing here?" I asked stupidly, heart racing.
His shadowy form remained still. An eary silence filled the air.
I opened my mouth to shout for help, or maybe even for conformation that this wasn't just a hallucination, that they could see him too. I never got the opportunity.
I wasn't sure how the Darkling got to the side of my bed, but he was there all of a sudden, and his finger was pressed against my lips.
"No need for that, now. Just here to chat."
I gasped sharply, smacking his hand away.
"What do you want?" I hissed, glaring at him through the darkness, and he simply chuckled. I could make out the image of his face, hauntingly perfect. Chills ran down my spine.
"That's the Alina I know. Sharp tongue, sharper than it should be, really. For your sake, I hope it dulls over time. Yet at the same time..."
He moved closer to me, and for some reason, I didn't bother to push him away.
"...that's part of what I admire about you. You're unique, different, beautiful. Despite what you may think, Alina, I do care. I always have."
And suddenly, his lips were pressed against mine. I wanted to push away, to smack him, to run away. To Mal. But some part of me wouldn't let that happen. That part of me kept kissing the man that had tortured me, broken me, tried to destroy all I'd ever known.
The really weird thing? I enjoyed it.
Then I realized just what was happening.
"THIS IS THE DARKLING, ALINA!"
My mind screamed, and I jerked away.
He was looking at me, a smile-no, a smirk-spread across his face.
Anger bubbled up in my stomach.
"What...how dare...I ..." I stumbled, and the Darkling laughed.
"What am I doing here? How dare I randomly appear in your rooms and kiss you?" He suggested, staring at me evenly as I blushed.
"Well, first of all, these are my rooms. And as to why I'm here and why I randomly kissed you?" He shrugged. "No idea. Sometimes, I elude even myself. But what I said was true, Alina. I honestly did fall in love with you, as much as you with me. If only you hadn't betrayed me."
And with that, he was gone. No poof, no flash of light, just gone. If I'd blinked, I would have missed it.
I fell back into the bed, sinking into the sheets.
"What did he mean,
I betrayed him?" I thought as my pounding heart began to slow down.
A minute passed. Another.
"A dream."
I concluded. "Or a hallucination."
Yet as my mind wandered into darkness, lulled to sleep by the Darkling's scent, I knew that wasn't true.
A/N: Soooo...you like? I don't know about this chappie, it was super OOC for both of them I think, but OOCness is fine by me, as long as it's not too extreme.
Also, PLEASE REVIEW! It really helps me out a lot! I'm really busy, so I'd like to know if this is really something I should devote my time to. I certainly like doing this, but if you guys don't, I'll want some feedback!
Anyways, keep reading/reviewing/being awesome!-FLY