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A/N: I have no idea where this came from. And I'm not sure I like it at all. It is interesting thugh, so read and flame me if you must.
Title: Scream For Me
I wanted to step on your heart and smash it to one-thousand bits. I wanted to tear it from your chest and then throw it back in your face. I wanted to hurt you, to break you, to make impure. I wanted to jade you, to fracture you, to weaken you. I think I even wanted to kill you. I wanted to break your arm or neck, just like I wanted to break your heart. I don't know why I wanted to do these things. I wanted watch you bleed and hear you beg for mercy. And it wasn't just the wolf. It was me. Maybe it was too close to the full moon. I just wanted to be bad, to be cruel. To be everything Remus Lupin will never be.
It never made sense and I hid it from you all. Afriad about what you might think. Only at night, could I dream about it. And it was you I wanted more than anything. It was you I wanted to sink my teeth into and tear your flesh to shreds. It was you I wanted to hear scream. You. Only you, Sirius. In my dreams, I did just that. And I wasn't the wolf. I was me, Remus, the human.
I hurt you in endless different ways, each night. I'd kiss you, your neck, and then sink my teeth into the soft skin. You would gasp and look at me with horror. I would smirk.
Or I would see, sitting by the Lake, calm and peaceful. I would sneak up behind you, speak sweet nothings into your ears and then reach into your chest and pull out your heart. Blood would run down one of my arms, as the other was still tangled in your long dark locks.
Sometimes, it would be me who sat by myself. You would join me. I would love you and then carve little moons on your body with my finger nails. How I loved to hear you scream! I'd kiss you and bite your lips so hard that they would bleed. And I would enjoy it.
Of course, you never knew. You used to grin and bite my ear, pretending to be the wolf. I pretended to be quiet and shy. Everytime I looked you, I wanted you. Everytime you kissed me, I wanted scratch my nails down your back and leave huge gaping cuts. Everytime you held my in your arms, I couldn't help but want to break your arms. I wanted it, badly.
I think Peter could sense it though. He saw it in my smile, in my eyes. He kept it a secret though. And deep inside, I think he wanted to do it too. I never liked Peter. And I don't think he was very fond of me. But he knew what I wanted to do to you. And I knew what he wanted to do to James. No matter what, there was a connection. And I think that's what made him go Dark in the end. The hunger to hurt. That's why he betrayed Lily and James, although I think he only wanted Lily and the boy to die then. He wanted to kill James himself. Like I wanted to kill you.
And part of me was afraid of this longing need to rip you into peices. And part of me reveled in it. Moony loved Padfoot and Remus loved Sirius, indeed it was true. But there was that ever lurking need to hurt you. It wouldn't leave me, after everything I've done. When you went to Azkaban, I wanted you back so bad, to hurt you. I didn't want the Dementors to. I wanted to have the pleasure myself. To ravage you, and then break you. I wanted to kill your spirit, if not your phsyical self.
I want your blood Sirius. I want your heart. I want you love and your hate. I want you to scream.
Scream for me.
~The End~
A/N: I have no idea where this came from. And I'm not sure I like it at all. It is interesting thugh, so read and flame me if you must.
Title: Scream For Me
I wanted to step on your heart and smash it to one-thousand bits. I wanted to tear it from your chest and then throw it back in your face. I wanted to hurt you, to break you, to make impure. I wanted to jade you, to fracture you, to weaken you. I think I even wanted to kill you. I wanted to break your arm or neck, just like I wanted to break your heart. I don't know why I wanted to do these things. I wanted watch you bleed and hear you beg for mercy. And it wasn't just the wolf. It was me. Maybe it was too close to the full moon. I just wanted to be bad, to be cruel. To be everything Remus Lupin will never be.
It never made sense and I hid it from you all. Afriad about what you might think. Only at night, could I dream about it. And it was you I wanted more than anything. It was you I wanted to sink my teeth into and tear your flesh to shreds. It was you I wanted to hear scream. You. Only you, Sirius. In my dreams, I did just that. And I wasn't the wolf. I was me, Remus, the human.
I hurt you in endless different ways, each night. I'd kiss you, your neck, and then sink my teeth into the soft skin. You would gasp and look at me with horror. I would smirk.
Or I would see, sitting by the Lake, calm and peaceful. I would sneak up behind you, speak sweet nothings into your ears and then reach into your chest and pull out your heart. Blood would run down one of my arms, as the other was still tangled in your long dark locks.
Sometimes, it would be me who sat by myself. You would join me. I would love you and then carve little moons on your body with my finger nails. How I loved to hear you scream! I'd kiss you and bite your lips so hard that they would bleed. And I would enjoy it.
Of course, you never knew. You used to grin and bite my ear, pretending to be the wolf. I pretended to be quiet and shy. Everytime I looked you, I wanted you. Everytime you kissed me, I wanted scratch my nails down your back and leave huge gaping cuts. Everytime you held my in your arms, I couldn't help but want to break your arms. I wanted it, badly.
I think Peter could sense it though. He saw it in my smile, in my eyes. He kept it a secret though. And deep inside, I think he wanted to do it too. I never liked Peter. And I don't think he was very fond of me. But he knew what I wanted to do to you. And I knew what he wanted to do to James. No matter what, there was a connection. And I think that's what made him go Dark in the end. The hunger to hurt. That's why he betrayed Lily and James, although I think he only wanted Lily and the boy to die then. He wanted to kill James himself. Like I wanted to kill you.
And part of me was afraid of this longing need to rip you into peices. And part of me reveled in it. Moony loved Padfoot and Remus loved Sirius, indeed it was true. But there was that ever lurking need to hurt you. It wouldn't leave me, after everything I've done. When you went to Azkaban, I wanted you back so bad, to hurt you. I didn't want the Dementors to. I wanted to have the pleasure myself. To ravage you, and then break you. I wanted to kill your spirit, if not your phsyical self.
I want your blood Sirius. I want your heart. I want you love and your hate. I want you to scream.
Scream for me.
~The End~