Heaven
Title-Heaven
Rating-PG
Etc-Something
a little different tasting, at least by my standards.
Spoiler vol.
7 (heh...we all know by now, don't we?)
Merde, my head is swimming. All the things I was going to say or maybe think, hell I can't tell which, everything is meshing together. Maman, I never learned to waltz! I'm so sorry!
Focus! Focus, you bastard!
The lights. Shit! There's gotta be a dozen little lights all over the place. When I was hit in the head with a baseball bat as a kid I saw small balls of light, never like this. Oh the cool icepack wetting my head, ice dribbled down my neck while I lay beneath all those dots glowing, nothing like this. Luminous is a word some poet would use, eh girl?
Ah, you fuckin' French turd no time for romance...
Wish you didn't get hurt so much. So I could be able to smell you and not the blood. So I could hold onto you so you wouldn't fly away.
Fucking romance on the fucking bloodstained carpet. Sorry, Maman. It was me this time.
I'm gettin' so cold. So very cold. But you, your lips are warm as life. You the one making those little lights dance for me? Shit, if this is kissing you... God no, I don't want to die.
I'm alive! That drumming is my heart...not the blood flowing out. The gasps are from you taking my breath away... Next time, I'll fake a bloody nose so you'll get this close to me again. Maybe hold me. Maybe let me rest against you. Like now.
This kiss makes me alive! A kiss you let me take! This is the best moment of...
No. No crying... What for? I'm here. We're here. I'm alive. We can do this... You can do this.
More lights, Dieu all of em are so bright and around you.
Quoi? Darkness? Night already... why are the stars leaving?
Kiss me again. Kiss me goodnight...goodbye. Hello. Bonjour. Beautiful girl... if I'm really dying... It'd be alright.