Three words. That's all it took to make my world come crashing down around me. The sentence that everyone wants to hear. That create the fluttery feeling in your stomach and makes your heart soar with happiness.
Except me.
Those words; seemingly so innocent and warm, made my heart drop like a stone into my already sinking stomach as they're uttered by the man, or should I say demon, I had prayed would never say them.
"Wh-What?" I ask Karasu to repeat himself and flinch at the look of annoyance that flash in those mesmerizing violet eyes. My face must look ridiculous because he takes off that ugly mask of his and smiles. It lacks warmth, Karasu having never been a warm individual to begin with. He is, in fact, rather volatile and cruel and I'll never understand why I let him in the way I did. My throat tightens as he speaks those words once more, still smiling that ever-so-cold smile.
"I said I love you, my darling Mavis." Long fingers skitter across the table we're seated at and I remember that we're sitting in public. At a cafe. It was at his urging that we go out and now I realize why. My mind brings back a memory I really didn't need right now, his words echoing in my ears. "I kill everything I love." Movement thrusts me back into the present and I pull away just before the fingers I know so intimately touch my own. Every fiber in my being is screaming at me to just up and run but it would raise suspicion and my demon lover will no doubt kill everyone within the vicinity just to get at me.
But I can't stay here; not when I know the minute we leave, the watered down, overly sugared cappuccino will be the last thing I have before I am blown to pieces by the corrosive asshole I let into my bed. "O-Oh...uh...please excuse me for a minute. Bathroom," I manage to stutter out a feeble lie as I scramble out of my seat and scurry aware to the bathroom.
"Don't be too long, darling," Karasu purrs out, turning to look at me through those comically tiny glasses with narrowed eyes. "I'm tiring of sitting amongst these...humans," he spits the word out in disgust as he rests his chin on his palm. I nod, not trusting myself to say any more before running off.
The door swings closed behind me and I let out a breathe I wasn't aware I was even holding. The next thing out of my mouth is a sob and I lurch forward, muffling myself as I mentally thank the gods that this bathroom was empty. My mind is racing, going through every single possible scenario only for them to end with one thing: my death. "Fuck! Fuck, fuck, shit!" I whisper and struggle to swallow, my eyes landing on the only window in this temporary prison I've placed myself in. Thinking quickly, I grab the trashcan nearby and turn it upside down as I push it against the wall.
I glance behind me briefly then climb up, yanking the squeaky window open as wide as it can go. Doubt worms its way into my head and I look down at my hips, biting my lip. Thanks for the wide hips, dad. I shake my head and take a deep breath, hefting myself up onto the window ledge. I climb through, wiggling and clawing desperately at the brick outside, jumping into the alleyway. I take a quick deep breath to calm myself before running off into the plaza.