17|Starless night

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●DALAYZA●

It takes a monster to destroy a monster. The monster won't stop their destruction if you ask it. Not if you shame it. Not if you beg it. Not if you use reason, emotion, or tough love. No, you have to take control of the monster. Tie it up on a short leash, keep it close to you and scold it whenever it does something it's not supposed to. He belonged to me, not because it was something I demanded, but it was something he couldn't help. He couldn't help falling for me, he couldn't help admitting that he was falling. Because it all slipped out, through his eyes. Even though he never came out and said it, anyone could see that he fell and was still falling for me. He would spend more time with me, hold my hand, or put an arm around my shoulder. And I let him. He only did those things because I allowed him too. I was in control of him, I held him up from falling anymore. He was a wine glass, filled to the brim. And I held him, making sure he didn't spill or drop to the ground and shatter completely. But his vulnerability gave me power. Power over him, and everyone he had power over. And I took that to my advantage. Until you realize how easy it is for your mind to be manipulated, you remain the pawn of someone else's game. 

●TOM●

"Tom, are you free tonight?" Dalayza's angelic voice asked. 

"Yes, why?"

"I was wondering if you'd want to meet up at the astronomy tower and look at the stars?" Why would I search for stars in the sky, when I have one on earth, standing right infront of me?

"Of course." I stare into her honey brown eyes. God they're driving me insane. 

                                 °•••°

The sun couldn't set fast enough. I bounce my leg up and down on the ground, sitting on the blanket I spread out for me and Dalayza. I look at the stars, they don't shine as bright as her. 

"Tom?" I snap my head around, giving myself whiplash. But I don't care, all I care for is her. She wears her usual silver nightgown, that hugs her body just perfectly. She walks over, kneeling down by me. She lays her head on my lap, and I lean my hands back. She stares at the stars, while I stare at her. 

●DALAYZA●

I could feel his mocha eyes burning into the side of my face. I tear my eyes away from the night sky, to look at his face. The moonlight illuminated him, making him look even paler than he is. He dosen't look away when I look at him. He dosen't care that I knew that he was staring at me. All he cares for is me, that he's here with me. And I hate it, he always wants something. Always has to be close to me, always stares into my soul, breaking apart every piece of me to examine it, and then putting it back. But then agian, it's sweet. Adorable, almost. No Dalayza, you are not falling. You won't, you can't. I remember who I am, and the game changed. I sit up, Tom immediately turning to face me. I walk away, going to a box that I hid here this morning. I open it, taking out the bottles of fire whiskey. Tom raises his eyebrows, and I raise mine back. I give him a bottle, opening my own. I pretend to take a swig, while I watch as Tom gulps his down. I smirk, god I'm so smart. His pupils dilate, growing bigger and bigger. He sets down his empty bottle, and I set mine down too, moving closer to him. 

"Tom," I start. What should I ask him? 

"Who was your first kiss?" I say, leaning in to him. 

"You." He says simply. Me? Wow okay. 

"Did you know I had your diary?"

"Yes." 

"And you didn't kill me?"

"No." 

"Why?"

".......because I love you." I smirk as his pupils go smaller. It's wearing off. We sit in silence as I watch his face grow angrier and angrier as he realizes what I did. And what he said. 

"You-" I cut him off with a kiss. He brings his hands up to my back, pulling me onto him. I smile into the kiss. Even though he knows I put in veritaserum in his drink, even though he knows I betrayed him, he still doesn't care. He still loves me. I pull away, and he furrows his brows. 

"I win." Is all I say before getting up and leaving him. Leaving him alone, falling and falling without anyone there to stop him. But I don't care, all I care about, is that I won. 


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