awaken, my love | lost boys vs the darlings
Jul 22, 2018 3:16:54 GMT -5
Post by gamemaker kelsier on Jul 22, 2018 3:16:54 GMT -5
You're dislocated,
don't be like that
I feel Volkners hands on my skin still.
A phantom pain, leaking through this tired brain, claiming the rising and falling of my chest. I shut my eyes in the darkness and his face lives behind my eyelids, a spear through his skin. I would die too just to not feel this guilt anymore. Volkner was supposed to be the strongest of us.
Now I just feel afraid.
I hold Bella's hand in my left and Akira's in my right as we walk. We do it in silence, straining to hear any sound. A repeat of this morning with Volkner's death is a terrifying thought.
My hands are stained red with Volkner's blood. I don't know how else to carry him with me. On my back is a brand new axe from the kid that Akira killed.
I don't think Akira's gonna be ok about it but I'm not one to talk. I can't sleep without the sensation and sound of my spear going through that girl's skin running through my head over and over first, like counting sheep. I tighten my hand around akira's squeezing to let him know I'm here. My comfort is wordless but there's nothing to say still. Volkner's death suddenly woke me up, reminding me that anyone can die here.
Even the strongest.
Eventually we come to a little hollow. Beds are scattered throughout and it seems surreal that something so comfortable could be in a hellish place such as this. Yet they're there. I let go of Bella's hand and push down gingerly on the covers. Almost afraid that spikes will come out and pierce my hand. It seems too good to be true. Nothing happens and I lie down gingerly on the bed, eyes shut in bliss almost immedietly.
I don't think I've ever laid down in a bed so comfy.
I tug Bella down by the hand and pull on Akira gently too. "Lie down. Rest," I whisper, somehow calm for the moment despite everything.
I feel like the calm before the storm but my heart waits like a ship facing down a threatening cloud. I don't think I have the capacity to face an ocean storm.
The anthem starts and I push my face into Akira's shoulder so I don't have to see Volkner smirking down at us. My arms snake around his waist too, pulling him close, afriad for the rains and the winds to start, afraid he's going to fly away in the storm.
I think of Violet.
I know I'm not getting home to him, I don't have it in me. I'd much rather die.
If Akira or Bella could kill me, that'd be ideal.
Or maybe an opportunity will arise and I can just kill myself before things get too real.
Then I dream about Violet.
I know it's a dream because the sand underneath me doesn't feel real and I can see crashing waves but I can't hear them. Violet has my head in his hand, cradling it away from the sand and his body covers me, it's warm. I can feel his skin on mine, his lips on my neck. He looks at me and his mouth moves but I can't hear him.
The silence is deafening.
His mouth starts moving faster and his brows furrow the way they do when he's confused. His grip tightens and I hear a sigh but it isn't his. "Violet," I say, "I can't hear you, it's too loud."
Then he just stops.
He stares at me until I wake up.
It's still too early, I can tell by the quality of the light. Akira and Bella sleep still to either side of me but I'm too warm, trapped between their heat. I get up and crawl off the end of the bed, the need to pee making me ache.
I move off to somewhere secluded to relieve myself, struggling with the damn onesie for a brief moment and finally getting myself loose.
"Violet," I say, zipping myself back up, "I had a dream about you."
I don't know if they'd even film this, considering what I was just doing, but I have to hope.
"Yes," I continue, "I love you. You're the one I love."
I know it's true too, really. I know it will never change and I know how fucking stubbonr he is.
"If I die today, please find someone new to fuck but don't love them as much as me or I'm going to fucking haunt you, asshole."
Just in case people were worried I was cute.
I heft my spear and sit on the edge of the bed, waiting for the others to wake up and keeping watch. I'm not going to let what happened to Volkner happen to either of them today.
So when, I hear a rustling in the bushes, I don't take any chances, I lift my spear and I plunge it down as hard as I can.
[andy attacks Florence Spark with spear]
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