Ambroses' tears

Ch.3

~Memories~

"I'm sorry rose." The male said looking at the pale skinned beauty sitting on his bed not sound the least bit sorry.

Ambrose flinched his white hair moving with him as he covered himself with the covers. He forced a smile, "Its fine, i'm fine." he replied forcing the words out when he felt a lump in his throat.

In truth he felt disgusting like bugs crawling and scratching at his skin wanting to get inside him to corrupt his body, he wanted to peel of his skin to stop the feeling of his phantom feeling of his so called lovers touch. He looked up blankly, his emotions unstable as he stared at the man in front of him. He doesn't know what to feel right now. Sad?Angry?Disgust? He didn't know what to feel as he looked at his lover who sat in front of him of the sofa as if nothing was wrong, with no care in the world.

"Why'd you do it?" Ambrose said his words slightly shaking as he struggled to keep his emotions in. If they just talked it out it would be fine but he didn't have to go this far. He felt used and worn out. He felt so tired, tired of this relationship, the constant feeling of betrayal and the lies. It was always the lies with him.

"I'm sorry darling i really am." The mans emotionless reply made him freeze.

There wasn't any love in his voice or his eyes. They looked wrong and sinister. He was devoid of emotion like a doll, he was apathetic. 'Why?' he thought he never treated her like this, never. Did he not love him anymore? Did his interest finally wear out. Did he become useless again?

He looked at him like he was useless, like a bug that he wants get rid of. A pest. A pest is what he feels like when those cold jeweled blue eyes look at him. 'A toy' his mind whispered.

It wasn't always like this though. There was once a time when he treated him like a king. Shielding him from danger, giving him gifts, showering him with love. As cheesy as it sounds he was gentle with him. Although like all relationships they had arguments it was always worked out because they understood each other.

But i changed. It all changed when she came. She was perfect in every way. He couldn't blame his lover for falling in love with her, in all honesty he didn't mind sharing his lover. He just didn't expect to be forgotten and abandoned. It was like his love was disgusted by the mere thought of him. Doing everything to make min unhappy. He barely touched him anymore it was like he couldn't stand the thought of touching him.

"Rose look at me." The blond said getting annoyed by the younger's dazing off.

Ambrose flinched looking up at him. "Y-yes?" he said cursing himself in his mind for stuttering.

The man smiled, it wasn't a nice one. It held no love and gentleness like it used to, it was filled with malice and distain. "Wash yourself and get ready, i'm visiting Diana today and your coming with me."

Ambrose froze, his heart hammering in his chest. He didn't want to go. He didn't want to see them act like a loving couple in front of him. He didn't want to hear the noises of pleasures coming from their mouths. But i didn't matter what he want he has to go, because it wasn't a request it was an order.

"Of course, i need an hour to get ready." He said hoping that the male would agree.

Claude rolled his eyes scoffing. "Sure. Whatever just get ready. Ambrose smiled heart breaking even more.
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