Sinful Obsessions: Drabbles for Ruby & Bela
Written by OpheliacAngel
Rating: Mature (just in case)
Genre: Romance/Angst
Summary: Bela is out, of hell that is. And someone's there to meet her, the one she's had a major crush on. And Ruby, worried to death about her, finally able to confront past obsessions. And where they'll go… no one will be able to guess. Set Season 3.
A/N: I love these two. I've been experimenting with Supernatural slash lately, and have always wanted to write lesbian slash for this fandom. I wrote a Ruby/Bela fic recently, which I have yet to continue, and I'm shocked to say that I fell in love with them. There's no denying that they're beautiful together, and I think they're perfect for each other in a twisted and complex sort of way. Take note that this is the Ruby in the third season. So here they are, some drabbles for the amazing Ruby and Bela, enjoy!
Title: Celebrate
POV: Bela's
Song: "Purify" ~ Lacuna Coil
I'm out… I'm alive…
Bela's faded hazels float open slowly in the bright sunlight of the July afternoon.
She is far too weary to brush off the dirt from her torn jeans, like she normally would.
The young woman cannot even bring herself to turn around, stare at the grave she just crawled out of.
Breath screaming… Body aching… If this is hell take me back to the bloodshed… Please.
Bela pains herself to force her mind blank, she can't think these thoughts now.
There's no time.
She is paranoid, then again, she has always been paranoid, fearing the demons will come back to claim her.
I made it out… There's no way… I can't…
She can't cease her small shivers, the tremor assaulting her body as the foreign sun beats down upon her.
Her eyes focus back down at the dirt.
It's something she never wants to see again.
Bela is surprised she is standing at this point, as dead as she feels.
And then… in the distance…
I'm really here… Not alone anymore...
Clouds overtake the sun, the sky making her life into a further hell by pouring freezing rain down upon her fragile form.
She stands there, not even having the strength to wrap her skinny arms around her body, to attempt the futile process of warming herself.
Maybe I should crawl back in my grave… Pour the dirt back over myself… It's where I belong… Isn't it?
Ruby's there suddenly, the figure that was distanced and blurry now revealed.
They stare at each other for numerous minutes, Bela trying to let the relief surround her, Ruby trying to do the same.
And then, rain dripping down her hair and onto her numb face, Bela feels the demon's arms wrap around her, warming her.
She is home.
To be continued...
