Abyss: It's been a while since I came huh? Lost Voice, I'll get to work on it once I get rid of a writer's block , and I'll get to the dares when I have time. Right now, I just have time to write a short story based off Fake or Fate by Luka.
Luka: Abyss does not own me, he only owns the other man in this fanfic.
Abyss: Yes an OC is here. Enjoy.
(Note: It switches points of view from the boy to Luka at some points here. Luka usually comes first.)
Where are you now, my love?
I sit here waiting for you, chained.
I can't see you, I only hear or at times feel you. The pain that surges through my limbs whenever you would pull out that blade that I know I can't see, and plunge it into my skin, piercing it, leaving scars that might never fade.
Still I yearn, for you to come back.
Should I trust my mind or my heart? Tell me, please…..
I'm so sorry, Luka…
I hate myself. I loathe my very being. I hate it when I am forced to take up the blade and cause it to leave scars on your beautiful being. I absolutely despise it. I scream at myself, "Stop! Stop it!"
But why do I not follow myself? Why don't I listen?
Why can't I even tell myself to stop? Am I really pathetic like that? Why? Please, tell me the answer…..
You'll come back. I know it.
The black mask that is in my hand, was it the true one? Which one was it? The black one or the white one? Were you truly a monster? Or were you the man I had loved? The one who showered me with happiness and laughter…..
The one who I keep searching for?
Or are you a terrifying creature now, and I am your prey? Is that all you see in me? I hope to get the answer from you soon, my love….
Why did I do this?
I'm the horrifying beast, yes. I've disappeared, the true me, it is now this. Regret and sorrow, it only resides in the deepest parts of my soul. It cannot be reached, no, not even by you.
The only thing that occupies my heart and soul right now is love for you.
The reason, my dear Luka, is that I do not want anyone else to claim you….
You are mine. Mine alone.
No one else shall have your purity and your beauty.
Will I ever stop yearning? Will I grow to love you?
Maybe- Maybe I had stopped. Maybe I had stopped looking for the so-called "true" you from before. The man from before, my love, is it still you? My heart tells me no, but my mind tells me yes.
Maybe my mind should be trusted. Maybe my heart should not be believed. It's still you, no matter how many times you change…..
I will still love you.
Together in this ruined place will we stay forever, my love….
Abyss: DONE. Finally. Sorry if it sucked or something, I was a bit sleepy when I made this.