Disclaimer: I still own absolutely nothing.
Author's Note: I know it's short but I have to stretch my Twilight writing muscles because it has been so long since I have written for the fandom or even thought about it, honestly, but since I received such a positive feedback I have decided to give it a try again.
This is the sequel to 'Love to Hate You' so I highly recommend reading that first, seriously.
Still Jane/Felix
"This is completely and utterly inaccurate." He whispers disgustedly into my ear as we watch a bloody werewolf movie on a random cable channel, it was one of those movies that would never make it theatres but is still entertaining to watch none-the-less.
"You have witnessed the phasing of one of the Children of the Moon?" I ask leaning slightly into his chest.
"Mmm, no, I have never had the pleasure of seeing one in person," He smiles lazily wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me close, a rare feat. "I was talking about the blood spatter that is wildly inaccurate."
"Hmm," I murmur still engrossed with the film, enjoying the company of the being beside me—for now. "I don't usually make such a mess when I feed."
"Neither do I."
"I beg to differ, I have seen you feed and you make a bloody mess." I snort, "No pun intended of course."
"Of course."
We fall back into a comfortable silence, which is quite rare even at this stage of our relationship. Comfortable is not an adjective I would use to describe our relationship, nothing about our relationship is, well, any of the positive adjectives.
The only positive adjective is 'love' or whatever this both masochistic and sadistic relationship is. I don't even know if I would go as far as to say that love is a positive emotion when it comes to Felix and I because we are not the time to be mushy about our emotions. It isn't surprising that even we have changed the definition of love to something dark and twisted; only we could do something as sadistic as this.
Neither of us really knows what the future holds for this companionship, seeing as we spend most of our time trying to keep it hidden. This is no easy feat seeing as Aro has the gift he has, but we have managed to keep it quiet for a month now—we have managed to keep it ours.
I thought after everything that our relationship would easier because we understood what was going on between us and I was naïve for it.
To expect anything less than something completely and utterly complex, is stupid because we are us. We would never be one of those fluffy love stories that flood pop culture, but I cannot help but wonder would I ever really want that?
We are creatures of the shadows, fluffy and cute is not something that should ever be used to define us. If Felix was ever sweet or fluff—
I would have to rip his head off.
So I'm contemplating turning this into a drabble/one-shot series if not a full on chapter story because I really did have fun writing 'Love to Hate You.'
Review and give me your opinion on my contemplation. (: