A/N: another two-shot thing of Circex for you all. Just like 'His Betrayal' and 'Her Betrayal'. Rex's POV
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His Trust
Circe.
Seeing her again was like a breath of fresh air after being trapped underground for weeks on end. Seeing her was like finally seeing the light at the end of that tunnel that mean freedom of the reality that was always hanging around despite the always lurking darkness and shadows.
I thought she was dead. I thought she was gone for good. Somewhere deep inside me, I must've known she wasn't gone, but all I knew was that she wasn't with me anymore and that had to be one of the most painful parts to bear.
But she was alive. She was still there. She was still safe. Van Kleiss hadn't taken her for good yet and I wasn't about to let him. She was mine, all mine, only mine. Circe would never be a tool to anyone. Because she was still a person. She still had feelings, hopes, dreams, a life outside of his EVO world. And because I was still alive and ready to keep her safe no matter what the cost.
Then she uses my trust, banks on it, to get me upstairs and to get me away from the party so that she can seduce me long enough to use Biowulf behind me as a trap. From there, she took me down with a blow to the back of my head. And in that time, trapped in a box of metal, I knew she had turned to one of them, despite the broken and lost longing that lingered in her dark gaze.
I trusted Circe to read that we were on the same time. I trusted that she was on my side, still on my page enough to not hurt me. I trusted her not to hurt me.
As long as there was still something hanging between us, a relationship, some emotion, I had let my better judgment get the better of me. I trusted Circe to feel the same way. And she didn't. Maybe she did, but without any real way of knowing. I just put my faith in her.
She used my trust for Van Kleiss. She used me to get to him. And now she was using me while under his control. And I could never trust her again for that.
It was painful to see her again the next time we fought, knowing there would be no mercy, no pity, just war, fist against iron fist.
Knowing I couldn't trust a mutual truce between us made it only that much harder to fight her. Because we would always be wrapped in a battle to the death, stuck on opposite sides forever in eternal battle.
A/N: I really don't think it was near as good as the first ones, but Circe's usually turns out better anyways. Please review. Thank you.
~Sky
