I could feel the stedy rise and fall of Beyond's chest. I inhaled deeply and felt a twinge of fear. B was alsleep though...right? I wasn't sure. In his sleep, one of his arms losely fondled me, the other hung lazily off of the couch where we had fallen asleep together. His touch was gentile, but ominouse. I stared with my half closed eye (the other was covered by bandages) at his darkly beutiful features. Pale skin, slightly less so than L's. Wisps of dark hair brush over his closed eyes. I think he is sleeping but I feel a tingly fear, like anything could happen at the moment. Tense. Heavy. Suddenly his eyes open a jar and Beyond's arm tightens around my waist. I let out a gasp and my whole body tenses in terror. BB blinks his bright red eyes a few times and I feel his his grip on my waist loosen. The scarlette orbs travel up to the small window in the crumbling wall of the old house has a faint light shining throgh it.
"It's not morning yet..." Whispered Beyond, his eyelids drooping. The hand whose fingers lightly graced the floor took mine and laced our fingers together. B lifted his head slightly and kissed my nose.
"Good night..." He breathed, resting his head back on the couch pillow. My head fell back to Beyond's chest and I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, My heart thumping. I knew he was a murderer. I knew he had killed. And I knew that I loved him.
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