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She stood,s taring down at her feet.
"I still love you," he started, and used his hand to raise her head, though she still wouldn't look at him. "And I still rule you."
A tremor passed through her body as she finally raised her eyes to his. "I despise you!" She spat back, trying to jerk her head away.
"Love and hate are merely the same side of a coin, my dear. Both take the same passion, both easily rule the body and mind. I still rule yours, whichever path they choose." He rubbed the cheek still in his hold. "It's just more fun for you if it's love."
"I can't! Not after what we've done! Not after what you did!" She cried, tears brimming in her eyes. "I just can't!"
It was horrible, what they'd done, what he hadn't made her do. What she had forced him to do alone.
"I can make you forget, if you'd like, if it would help." He stated eagerly. "Anything to make life better for us. It's not as if we can separate now without killing one or both of us, as it is."
"No! All the nightmares would be possible to erase, they'd just bring it all back again!"
"There's more than one way to drive things out of minds." With a sly grin, he slowly walked her backwards into the wall.
The moment her back hit the cold stone wall, she shot up in bed, sweaty and panting.
"Damn that bastard! Even in my dreams..." I miss him...