Mini fic pairing/prompt: 20) Things that I wasn't meant to hear, E/C or C/R (musical E/C)
"Christine, I love you."
Simple words. Exceedingly common yet absent from my own speech until this very moment. And now that the dam has burst, I cannot stem the flood. They tumble from my twisted mouth again and again as she turns from me with tears in her eyes. As the warmth from her skin fades and my ring is once more only lifeless metal in my hand.
I would have drowned her in those words every day for the rest of my life. Recited them in sonnets. Thundered them in symphonies. Prayed them in silence with worshipful hands and teeth and tongue...but she is gone. I will never speak them again, and was never meant to hear them in return.
Helpless, I follow her to the threshold of my tomb. While she has crossed it, I am doomed to remain. The boat and her young man carry her ever further from me, her light dissolving into the darkness. I watch in disbelief as she looks back upon her fallen Angel one last time. As her perfect lips part and form the shape of those simple, blessed words for me alone to see.
I love you.