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Thought
Flashback
Dream
Syrus's POV
I was laying on my bed,thinking about how good life used to be when I was with Elizabeth, when I started flashing back to February, February thirteenth, to be exact. Elizabeth and I were discussing what we would do the next day, but she seemed to be a bit out of it, as if she were thinking about something else.
"So, what do you think we should do tomorrow, Elizabeth?" I asked, looking at the fifteen year old beside me. She had a blank expression on her face, which wasn't normal for her.
"Liz, you all right?" I asked, placing my hand on her shoulder. She jumped a little, making me realise that I had startled her.
"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm fine, but I don't think we should see each other tomorrow," she said, looking out at the sunset.
"What do you mean? Y-you're not trying to break up with me, are you?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled.
"Syrus, you've made me far too happy to ever let you go. I just meant that I want to get some things prepared for tomorrow night," she said, and for a moment I thought I saw mischief in her sparkling eyes.
"What do you have planned?" I asked.
"I can't tell you, because then it would ruin the surprise. But before I do anything, I need to know if you'll stand by me no matter what, even if it means that we may need to change the course of our lives entirely," she said.
"Elizabeth, even if Hell itself stands between us, I will always be with you and I will always be there for you, just as I know you would for me," I said, taking her hands into my own.
"Syrus, I know that you're not like other guys, but you do realise that most guys just say that to get into a girl's pants, right?" she asked, a serious look on her face.
"Ah, so you want to be absolutly sure that I love you before you let me take you, whenever that may be. Well, I assure you that I won't do anything, or even ask for it until you're ready," I said.
"Good. Here, go to the place marked on this map at ten tomorrow night," she said, handing me a map of the island, with a small pentagram drawn on it. She got up and left to go to her dorm room.
the next night
I found myself at the door of an old, obviously abandoned cabin. I knocked and heard Elizabeth's voice say to come in. I walked inside to find a quaint little place with a bed and a small fireplace. The mantal of the fireplace had candles on it, and the bed happened to be seating Elizabeth, who was in a black tee-shirt and jeans.
"What's all this?" I asked, a little shocked. This just didn't seem like the kind of thing shy, careful Elizabeth would do.
"Well, I've been thinking about this for the longest time, but I was just too afraid of getting hurt. I needed to make sure you really loved me before I set this up. Now the question is: do you want to do this?" she said, leaning back on the bed. I answered her by walking over and kissing her on the lips. She kissed back, and I begged for entrance into her mouth. She allowed it, and my tongue slipped into her mouth. She tasted sweet, but not so sweet that it was bad. She moaned quietly as our tongues brushed against each other. When air became an issue, we pulled apart, panting.
I began to pull off her shirt, while she slid my yellow blazer off my shoulders. I kissed her neck before licking, oh so gently. She gave a small whimper of pleasure before gently pushing me away.
"What's wrong? Are you having second thoughts?" I asked.
"No, not at all. I just wanted you to put this on before we start," she said, taking a small foil package out of her pocket.
"As you wish. Now, where were we?" I said before pushing her back down onto the bed.
That night had been wonderful, and had sealed our love like a contract. I just hoped that Lucifer wouldn't try to void it.