Hey guys!
Here I am to present you another chapter! Woo!
I find it sad how Lion-O and Erica have problems that interferes with their love. You know they do care for one another, but it's never simple for them, is it?
Maybe this would explain a few things. Song used is No Care by Daughter.
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She is a girl covered in blood.
He is the boy covered in blood.
The girl was bleeding from the stomach. At first, the blood flowed out of her would like a torrent river. She rubbed her hand on the wound and brought it to her face. Now her right side was smeared with blood. After a few minutes, the blood started to slow, now a trickle. She wasn't in pain. Standing erect, her face didn't give off any signs of pain.
The boy watched as the human rubbed her face with her blood. She wouldn't be bleeding if it wasn't for him. His sword was matted in her blood. Some of it even managed to get on his clothes and fur. Seeing the blood pour out of her hurt him. He could imagine being in her position, bleeding out until no more blood came out.
In a surprise move, the girl ran to the boy and wrapped her arms around him. She buried her face in the crook of his neck and planted a soft kiss on his collar bone. The boy didn't react to the sudden attachment. He stared ahead at the creature he was supposed to be fighting. Shifting his eyes to the girl, he could feel more kisses being planted on his collar. The girl held on tight, not daring to let go. In her mind, she imagined them dancing in a giant ball room. Though in her reverie, she didn't dance, nor did the boy. Her dance was nothing more than a flail. She was even afraid she might hit the boy. So she settled with her arms around him, standing still.
No care, no care in the world.
No care, no care in the world.
I don't care, I don't care anymore.
I don't care, I don't care.
Her love for him was a state of panic. She enjoyed being in the state because if she was being honest with herself, she enjoyed the rush of it. She loved the hesitance. Two sides which brought pleasure. She wanted just him. No other boy mattered. They were two broken instruments. No beautiful sound came from them. Just twisted wheezing. But they could be fixed. The people around them watched; they both were like the early morning sun through the windows.
I don't care, I don't care anymore.
I don't care, I don't care.
The girl didn't know what to say to him. Usually, this would be the part where she would confess her love to him, and hopefully he would do the same to her. But she found she was too… numb to say anything. Too numb to fight, say anything at him. If she were to say something, it would hurt him because he knew her feelings towards him. Love. Instead, she kissed his collar more. No words of arguments were spoken in that moment. No fighting words were thrown back between them. As nice as it was to hug and kiss him, she was still a threat.
No care, no care in the world.
No care, no care in the world.
I don't care, I don't care anymore.
I don't care, I don't care.
The girl removed her head from his collar. She looked at his teal eyes she often lost herself in. They didn't know who moved first, but soon their lips were against each other. The boy wrapped his arms around the girl. In his life, he only kissed one person. The puma. She was head strong, determined, and rough. The girl was different than the puma. Which is why, even though he did enjoy kissing the girl, it wasn't the same. The girl in response knew he was only kissing her because they were in the moment. She could feel the way his hands ran down her spine that he was used to rubbing the puma's back, not hers. She was heavy hearted at the revelation. How she wanted him to promise he would love her. She couldn't speak. It felt like she was choking on broken glass. If she were to speak, she would break them.
So she softly pushed herself away from him, and walked back to the creature she was familiar with from a past she didn't remember.
No care, no care in the world.
No care, no care in the world.
I don't care, I don't care anymore.
I don't care, I don't care.
If there was anything she could say to fix what was broken between them, she would say it. Whether it be one word or many, she would say them. But it would never be the same with them. Not now. Soon, perhaps. Soon. For now, she didn't care.
No care, no care in the world.
No care, no care in the world.
I don't care, I don't care anymore.
I don't care, I don't care.