Here be part three *beat* I rhymed! ^^ I should totally get into poetry *grin*
Enjoyit,myprettyones…
She was woken by the sound of soft crying and an uncomfortable pressure on her wrist. She stifled a gasp of pain, craning her stiff neck to look down. Her eyes widened and her face paled as she saw the feathery blond hair, the black gloved hand clasping her wrist in a painfully tight grip. He had come. He was here to grant her wish, to finally destroy her forever. She tentatively touched his shoulder, wondering why he was delaying the inevitable, why he was crying. He didn't regret what he had to do, did he? She froze as he looked up, realising there was something different about his gaze. She was shocked to find there was no more of the regal arrogance she had remembered. Instead his eyes were filled with pain, he was broken...like her. She didn't speak to him, afraid that if she did, she would just hurt him more. Instead she begged him with her eyes to end it all, filled with shame at the fact that she did not have the strength to do it herself.
He did not have the strength to tear his gaze away from her pleading eyes. What did she want him to do? Didn't she know he could never hurt her? I'llbethereforyou… He wanted to hold her, stroke her once silky hair, reassure her that nothing would ever hurt her again. Something about her expression stopped him though. She wasn't looking for love…she was looking for death.
R&R and tell me what you want to happen :D
Love Mae