Remy's POV
How can I be so stupid? What was I thinking? That she would take me back? Well, yes, but I should have known better. Even if she did take me back, she'd just leave again. That's Roxi. She never commits to anything. Ok, that's a lie. She puts herself into what she likes.
God, how pathetic am I. She doesn't love you, Remy, she just doesn't. No matter how hard you try, she will never love you…. Snap. What was that? I spun around quickly, only to see an beautiful, agile body start to walk away. The long caramel hair shown in the dark as did the tan skin being shown off by her tank top.
"Roxi?" I asked. The body stopped. I could see the muscles contract in her shoulders, flexing, hesitating. Slowly, she spun around. My breath caught at the sight. Her hair framed her perfect face and her white and silver eyes shown. The moonlight did wonders. She's glowing even more than she already does. Beauty in human form.
"Remy." Her soft voice drifted in my ears. Roxi started to walk closer, as did I.
"Wha' ya do'n' 'ere, Roxi?" I asked. I needed to know. I needed to know if she came back for me. Her expression less face hesitated, if only for an instance. Roxi walked forward slightly, I mimicked her actions.
"I'm sorry, Remy. I am so, so sorry." She whispered. I knew right then and there that I was forgiven for everything I had done.
Roxi's POV
As slowly as humanly possible I walked towards him. I need to hold him, to love him. It felt as if I was whole when I did. I needed to feel like that again. I nearly died as I reached his arms. If felt like it used too.
"I'm sorry." I whispered over and over. I've felt horrid over the past 24 hours, like I was slowly falling to pieces and bringing everyone down with me. I am a horrible person. A useless piece of walking matter. I pulled away, gathering myself together. I could see the tears shining in his red and black eyes.
"Sorry about that. I had an, uh, vulnerable moment." I said, my voice growing stronger. I needed to be strong. For myself, for Remy, for Uncle Charles. Remy stepped forward, grasping my arms as I tried to walk away. "What are you.." Remy cut me off by placing his lips upon mine. I wasn't has surprised as I should have been, in fact, I seen it coming. I couldn't help but fall into pace with him. I needed it. I wanted it. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. After what seemed like forever, I pulled away.
"I'm sorry I hurt you, Remy. I seem to be doing that a lot; hurting you. And a lot of others as well. It's my curse, to never be happy. I'm sorry." I said as I buried my head into the crook of his neck.
"It' aright', Roxi. Remy kno' ya din't mea' it. I lov' ya, Roxi. Dat wi' neva eva change." Remy whispered in my ear. Right then and there I knew I wanted him. I wanted him deeply. I pulled away and looked at him, lust deep in my heart. I have to have him. I needed him. Roxi wants Remy.
"Take me, Remy. Take me now. I need you. I want it feel like it used to." I whispered, my voice husky and filled with need. Remy's look reflected my own. In a second, I was off the ground and in his arms with my legs around his waist. Remy started to walk towards the school. "No! I said I want you to take me now. Right here. Right now. I need you, Remy. I need you horribly. Please?" I whispered, placing small kisses along his jaw line. I could feel the muscles clench within.
Remy soon gave in and we was on the ground. Remy's hands was up my shirt, as was mine up his. He was devouring my neck as I laid and took it. I miss this. I really do. But I know that this can't last. I need to tell him. I tried to speak but was cut off by my shirt being pulled off my body. The cold done nothing but added to the affect. "Remy…" I whispered, trying to grab his attention. But of course, Remy being Remy, mistook my meaning. I was lifted off the ground for a near 2 seconds, only for my bra to be removed. Before I could say no, Remy was on my chest. I loved the feeling, but I had to tell him. I tried to pull his head away but he wouldn't budge. I groaned. I tried again, only to get an animalistic growl come from Remy's throat.
"Remy stop. I need to tell you something." I whispered. He didn't cease him movements and I thought I was going to have to pull away. I was about to speak before I heard a muffled what come from Remy as he continued his motions while trying to pull off my jeans.
"I won't be here when you wake up." I said, not knowing what his reaction would be. Remy stopped what he was doing, but didn't move. I was scared he was going to leave me. But, what happened next was not what I expected. Remy captured my lips with his in a simple, slow kiss.
"Remy figu'ed dat. Bu' dere's tim' ta pa'suad ya." He whispered, his tone husky and filled with lust. We soon continued what we were doing and ended up completely nude and intertwined as only lover's can. I spent my last night here with Remy, I wanted it that way. I may never see the love of my existence after this night. There may never again be another embrace. Another kiss. Another simple I love you. Nothing again.
I looked down at Remy's sleeping form. My gaze was hard and thorough, for I knew that this may be the last time I see him. I sighed and looked around for my shirt, only to it on the shore of the lake, soaking wet. Slightly frustrated, I grabbed Remy's shirt and slipped it on. I looked over at the moon that had yet to disappear. Beautiful. Like my Remy. I sighed again and walked back over to the sleeping body. I knelt beside him, careful not to wake him. Leaning down, I gave him one final kiss upon those sweets he calls lips.
"Nous nous retrouverons, ma chérie." I whispered. With one last look, I walked into the forest and away from the only man that ever made me feel.
