A Forged Existence
By: ParamoreXO
A/N: After all the crap I've heard MOA put Kevin through, I just had to write this…
How did we get here? …I used to know…know you so well. I still do but…is this really you?
He'd gone insane. Right before her unbelieving emerald bleached eyes, he'd become a threat. Not to her…but to everyone she loved. Even to himself, he was chaos.
Chaos is the start…simplicity is the end…
And he'd left her. With that gaping hole in her sob wracked chest, he beat it through and then left her for dead. She was going to die; surely this agony was the worst it could get. It was as if Hell was raging in her throbbing veins, blistering her to the point that she'd scream in her sleep. He was still in her dreams…engulfing her nightmares… He was never a monster…but now…?
No. She nearly threw herself off the moaning, shingled roof for thinking that. Kevin. Is. Not. A. Monster.
She had to reach out…a little more…a little more…more…
Nothing she did was enough. It never would be. Not for his standards. She'd kissed his lips until they were swollen purple, swelling with steamy bliss. She held his hand every day. He'd thrown his rock hard body shielded with those mouthwatering muscles in front of her, a human citadel of sacrifice. He'd given her a locket, that still hung heavy around her neck, glistening against the rays of the blinding planets just beyond her reach. She spent hours with him while he fixed up his ridiculously pampered Camero, content with just knowing he was right there with her, in the same room…his warm flesh just a stretch away from her lonely, cold hand…a brush away at the fingertips. She devoted her blood, sweat, and tears to him. How did he still doubt everything she'd built up?
She settled down a twisted up frown, disguised as a deceiving smile. Underneath the gentle gesture, though, her world was caving in. What she was standing on…she didn't know how to get off of it. She couldn't twist and turn the tragic truth. It was as if she was naked, the frigid swirls in the air whipping every protesting pore in her body. But she never felt it. She was too numb to care.
It just made her want him more, the scent of his skin lingering on her curled up limbs that quaked with leaking tears. It was as if her Osmosian had plunged his stoic fist through her heaving chest, ripped that hammering, shattered heart of hers out, and thrown it off the roof onto the unforgiving earth below.
And then pummeled it into those blades of the jade ocean before her for good measure.
Glancing down at the compact in her clenched, ghostly pale hands, tears fell like a waterfall, crashing onto the device. Bringing it up to her makeup smeared face, she clicked the switch.
"Do you see w-what you…you're doing to m-m-me, K-Kevin?" The alien tech in her trembling hands nearly slipped from her grasp. "I L-Love you…but…LOOK AT ME! LOOK WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO ME!"
Her arm bent back, blood scorching her insides with bubbling fury. The trap was set. She snapped her wrist, thrust her arm forward with all she had, a broken howl following suit. And with that shattered emerald gaze, she watched as her Plumber communicator soared brilliantly through the dimly lit air, the silvery moon waning just right to see the object hit the earth. Hard.
Just like how she imagined her heart would've been dealt with.
"We're such fools, Kevin…"
The words leaked into the night, along with her soaking sobs.
"We're making such fools of ourselves…"
A/N: Eventually, I hope Kevin got the message of our poor Gwen…Review?