Title: Dance of the Reaper
Song: Threesome by Fenix Tx
Rating: Teen (maybe higher for later chapters)
Summary: Everything revolves around life and death. It is just a matter of which dance you're doing and who your partner is when you die.
Archive: Yes
Disclaimer: All of it is mine, but the characters and the song…Which leaves the plot…Damn.
AU: Not this time…J
To My Avid Fans: This is chapter two. I felt really bad about that AN after I got reviews going, "That was great! I'm reading chapter two now." That was kind of painful. Sorry about that. Well, here it is…
Chapter Two: Delusions
Bobby
He tilted his head back to the stars. They twinkled down at him, silver splinters glittering in a black cloth. Each sparkle a separate gem winking at him. Bobby sighed. A single stone unraveled from the cloth and fell to Earth. His hopes began to fall with it.
"I wish I had the courage, Alex, but every time I consider it I'm so afraid of what you'll say." Another sip of his beer sent his eyes back to the sky. A stone glittered in the tapestry, and his gaze wandered to the single opal shinning onto the city. The rock surrounded by nothing but black, blue and purple thread was substance enough to devour him at any moment and make him a piece of the story woven by the sky. His fingers circled across the top of his beer until coming to rest at his side.
If only…
"You blend right in Bobby. Dark and ominous-It's what I love about you." Alex's voice reached his ears as a purr. Her fingers brushed his arm. "There are other things I love about you." Bobby reached up and cupped her cheek in one hand.
"Just watch the stars with me Alex." She nodded and settled against his chest. Her copper hair glinted in the moonlight and tickled his chin. One of his hands moved up the back of her neck and tangled in her hair. The other hand rested on one hip with his thumb caressing her side. Alex's head tilted back against his chest just so he could see how each jewel in the sky was reflected one hundred fold in her hazel eyes. He spoke.
"I love you Alex. Forever. I always will no matter what happens, or who we meet. I know you're not real now, but you're all I have. I'm not ready to let go yet. The real you will never be here with me, and I'm so afraid of her answer." The Alex in his arms shifted uncomfortably. "I can't let go of my delusions yet, but I have to. I'm so sorry Alex. I love you-the real you." A star above him twinkled then went out. He was alone again.
Alex
Her fingers brushed against the window pane. The glass caused the stars to glitter unevenly in her eyes, and her nails tapped against the reflection of one star. They looked like they were underwater. Each star a reflection of its own wavering on the surface uncertain of which direction land was. Each star trying to hold its own before it went under. She sighed.
Oh Bobby. How could I ever tell you-convince you-that I love you? You'd never believe me. I know why. You didn't have anyone to love you before, but I want to; I do love you. And all the years that you were told you were nothing, you were crazy kept you from realizing that someone could love you. I know you're quirky, strange, brilliant, but you'd never believe me. How can I make you believe me?" Bobby's large hands encircled her waist. His breath tickled the back of her neck as he whispered in her ear.
"I know you love me Alex." She reached up behind her and stroked his cheek. "I love you Bobby. More than anything in the world. I need you to believe that." She spun and slid her arms around his neck. Laying her head on his chest she listened to his steady heart beat. "You're not real. You can't be. Bobby isn't bold with me, he ducks when he blushes and he doesn't know that I love him. God, you're so real." She let him lead her to the other side of the room. Her feet moved on their own accord as he spun and dipped her. Her eyes closed and hips against his drew a moan from her lips. One of his hands pulled her closer as they danced and the other strayed across her body. She moved faster until her knees hit the couch, and she fell onto the cushions flying.
So lonely…
"I love you Bobby; so much. I can't tell you, but I can never loose you without you knowing." Her head hit the back of the couch. She was alone again.
Him
He lifted the latch of the sill up and stole in through the window. The night covered his entrance. He silently blessed the stars for not alerting his woman of his arrival. Every dream had been like this, every delusion as real as this, but this was her apartment. He was so close to owning her. She would be his so soon. His hands traced the end of the bed. Navy sheets with cream colored trim. Perfection is every corner of the room. He walked through the door to the hall. Pictures of no one-of people. There she was, his, laying on the couch ready for him to take her. He kneeled beside her and stroked her hand. So soft, just like he remembered. Her head turned and she muttered something in her sleep. His hand traced her jaw line and he heard her.
"Bobby?"
His first hit was aimed for her face. It sent her head sprawling into the seat of the couch. Too tired to react or move she took his next hit in the side. He could hear her ribs breaking under his fingers. Each hit made his smile widen. Finally she stilled. Dots of blood peppered the floor and coffee table. Picking her up he lifted her into his arms. It would be hard taking her out the window, but now he had the door. Throwing a coat over her he carried her to his car.
"I know you love me. You never had to say it. Baby, I love you so much, but I have to do this. He has to see it happen."
She groaned in his arms and turned over.
She was real…
TBC
One more chapter…Can you understand it now?
