There are no happy endings. I should have known better than to get with him, that Grimmjow. A blue haired devil, adept at breaking other's hearts. But somehow, like the other unsuspecting victims, I was sucked into him, like the farmhouse that is sucked into the whirling tornado.
There is no happily ever after. At least not for a relationship like this one. Based on lust, fed with greed and passion. Love, gentle love plays no part in this. And it never will, of course. One such as him is too coarse, too rough and wild for something as mild as that.
There will be no prince to save the day. Because, everybody knows better than to get in his way. A storm of destruction, who takes what he wants, gets what he wants. If you get caught up in his deception, his lies, it is entirely your own fault.
There is no lovey-dovey fairy tale ending. I knew that from the start, and still know it now. It is, of course, quite clear to me, as he fucks me against his bed, as he releases inside me for yet another time this night. It is made clear to me with every breath I take, every pained cry I make as he enters me again, over and over. Based on lust and fed by passion and greed.
There are no happy endings. Because, there simply aren't. No matter how many times he says he loves me, no matter how his whispered "I love you" sends chills running along my back, it is fake, all fake. It is made obvious by the pain when I sit down each day, by the fact that each time he enters me the pain lessens by another degree, by the angry bite marks covering my body in nearly every place imaginable.
There are no happy endings.
And there never will be, with him.
You kinda gotta feel sorry for Ulqui-chan...
Grimmjow: I'm such a badass! I top! Woohoo!
Shiro: *shoots him a Look*
Grimmjow *shrinks back a bit* Shiro doesn't own Bleach, and she asks for reviews
Ulquiorra: ...Why can't I top?
Shiro & Grimmjow: Because.
