See, I wasn't lying
It's chapter 2
Right in front of you
Yay!

I find him sitting in the chair next to the fireplace and reading a book. Looking very much like she would if I hadn't… If I hadn't have done that.

„Back all ready? " He asks looking at me. "Are you all right my dear?" He asks as something similar to worry fills his eyes. I know it can't be worry though. To think this is the same man so many call heartless… But it's one of the reasons I love him. He was there for me when I needed him to be. Even though it wasn't to make me feel better at first. But that changed as time passed, along with many other things. Oh how the things changed.

"I will be." I answer with a small smile. "And what do you mean all ready?" I ask with a small laugh. "I was gone the whole afternoon!"

"Well, yes, but I guess I just got so used to it I hardly notice the time anymore. Then again, taking over the world, or at least a part of it, takes a lot out of a person." He answers with a smirk.

"Oh?" I ask with a sly smile. "Well I hope there's at least some of you left for me. I'm afraid you'll have to give up on that task otherwise."

"Oh you don't have to worry about that." He says and walks to me taking my face in hand. "There will always be enough of me all for you my dear." He says almost purring.

"While that is nice to know, I'm afraid there will be none of those activities tonight my love. I am still feeling a bit… unease about the events that happened earlier." I say with a tense smile. "But I'll make sure to make it up to you soon enough. Now if you'll excuse me I'll be retreating to my room now."

Apparently he saw something in my eyes that made him let it go. "Of course, I'll just finish my book then. Sleep well my dear."

I walk calmly to my room and lean on the door after closing it, and letting out a low sigh I slid to the floor with my knees pressed to my chest and think about the events that took place today.

If anyone told me two years ago that I would be sitting here on the floor of a room in my, now ex-enemy's, house after killing my best friend of 10 years and then kissing and just loving the said ex-enemy I would call them were completely and utterly crazy.

But that truly did happen, didn't it? I had killed my best friend and betrayed everyone. And for what!? A chance to finally be able to live my life free of all the obligations that came with being me? A chance to finally love and be loved without having to worry was the other person honest about their feeling or not?

Yes, I suppose I did do that. And yes I suppose that it wasn't really love that connected us in the beginning, but it still happened. I still fell in love, and was loved in return.

I know that he still doesn't trust me fully yet, but then again, he doesn't trust anyone as much as he trusts me either. I know I should be grateful, and I am, but then again, I don't trust him fully either.

I would have told him what I had done if I did, wouldn't I? Maybe, maybe not. There are always some things we never tell anyone, and this just might be one of them. I might tell him one day, but not anytime soon, I still have to get over it first. Have to get over k-killing my… my best friend.

I let a slightly insane laugh as the thought passes through my mind. It sounds broken. Maybe I am broken too. But that doesn't matter. He's broken too. And maybe, just maybe, we can be broken together and we just might be able to fix each other. Or not. Only time will tell.

But I guess you would like to know how any of this happened in the first place, wouldn't you? Why am I asking anyway? There is no you, now isn't it? They do say that talking to oneself is a sign of insanity. Oh well it's not like I didn't already know that.

So let's pretend there is a 'you' and that you're really listening to me and not just a mix of overactive imagination and madness.

It all begun in the summer two years ago…