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Something short and weird.

"Rose?"
Silence. Don't answer. You never do. At least not immediately.
"Rose?"
Don't answer.
"Roza"
A shrug, turn of the head, deep sigh.
"Yeah, what?"
"I love you."
His words sting, like a poisonus thorn under a beautiful flower. Probably a rose.
You wonder why he doesn't lie to you. You hope he would.
Instead of saying anything, you smile, and press your hand to his cheek. Cold. Hard.
"I love you too."
That's a lie.

His body on top of yours. Sweat. Pain.. Flesh slapping against flesh. Brutal. Hard
"Rose, you're so fucking hot" he whispers, and you feel dirty. Exposed.
He's cold and too big, and you're like two pieces of puzzles that aren't made for each other, You don't match,
Somehow you're still together, but because you don't fit, you can't get out without breaking. You don't know who would break. Him or you. Maybe both.
"Harder" you whisper. The pain feels good.
You come hard, screaming his name in the night. Dimitri.
A flash of guilt crosses your mind. You pray that he won't say it. Don't. Say, It.
Don't-
"I love you"
You curse the situation you're in, but know that you're the only one to blame.
"I love you too"
The lie is once again whispered in the night. You feel his teeth sink into your neck, and all the guilt is gone. For the next hour or so, your world is painless. Guilt-free. Beautiful, even.

Sometimes you watch him when he sleeps. He looks beautiful. Innocent. Normal.
When his eyes are closed, you hope that he doesn't open them ever again.
"I hate you." You whisper. That's a lie. Even worse than your first one. You don't hate him. You love him. You hate yourself for loving him. You hate him. You love him.
In this fucked up reality, do you even know what's a lie?
The second he opens his eyes, you can see the red color. Red. Red. Red.
Strigoi.
That's what he is. That's who you love.
Nausea rolls over you. You want to throw up, but you never do. Why would you? You chose your life, remember?
You don't want to remember. The memory tastes bitter. Salty. Tears.
Wipe them away. You chose this.

It never ends.