Venom From My Heart

9. Sugar...

Let's see how you do without me Sugar...

He didn't say it..
Not really...
But even weeks later I can feel thats what he wanted to say before he dissapeared.

That smirk...
It said more than he actually did.
And I can still see it...
Burned into my mind...
That smirk that gives away that he knows I'm lying, but saying it directly ruins the game.

I'm shaken from my thoughts by a knock at the door. "Y/N?" Remington...

"Come in," I shout, voice crackly from lack of use. The door creaks open and the tall man walks into the room, gently returning the door to its previous position behind him.

He walks slowly over to my bed, sitting beside me as I pull my knees up to my chest. "I'm starting to get really worried about you..." he trails off, remaining silent for a moment, before continuing. "You've been shut up in this room since Gerard came by..." he trails off once more, turning to me.

I remain quiet, looking down at the blanket covering my feet. He moves a little closer to me, reaching up and resting his hand on my cheek, wiping away tears I hadn't realized had fallen.

"Why do you love him so much?" He asks, furrowing his eyebrows. I shrug, finally looking up at him, and smiling lightly. "I think we're soulmates," he shakes his head moving his hand from my face.

"You really believe all that junk?" He asks, with a sigh. "Yeah, I mean, it feels different then with anyone else..." I whisper. His eyes meet mine again and he shakes his head, furrowing his eyebrows once more.

"He treats you so badly..." he says quietly. "He didn't before... he's just been stressed." I state, looking back down. "That's no reason for him to do what he did," he says softly. I stay quiet, what is he saying? "Y/N, you don't deserve that..." he looks at me, drawing my eyes up to meet his.

My breathing hitches as I look up, and I realize how close our faces are. His eyes drift down to my lips, before moving back up to my eyes. He leans closer to me, resting his hand on my cheek once again and guiding my lips to his.

What am I doing?

He gently presses his lips to mine, initiating a slow kiss. I kiss back, matching the pace, slow and thoughtful. It feels different, but not different than with Gerard.

Stop.

What are you doing?

But the voice I hear now isn't mine.

Sugar, please...

It's soft and slightly raspy from years of smoking.

I snap back to reality, (oops, there goes gravity-) pushing the tall vampire away, looking to the floor in shame.

Y/N...

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt you...

I look up, eyes drawn to the window, curtains drawn back to let the moonlight in. A familiar face looks in, features soaked in pain, still poised to knock. His raven hair sticks to his forehead, draped flat over his head, wet with rain. My eyes meet those all to familiar hazel orbs, as they flash between those light brown and green tones and a bright red. As if he wasn't sure whether to be angry or drop down and cry on the spot.

His voice doesn't enter my mind once more, and he dissapears, leaving that familiar cloud of red smoke in his wake. I watch as the smoke dissipates, dancing among large drops of rain as they fall to the ground.

I get up quickly, reaching underneath the bed, pulling out my suitcase. "What are you doing?" Remington asks, standing quickly, eyebrows furrowed. "Packing." I say simply.

"You aren't going back are you?" He asks, looking at me as if he'd seen a ghost. "Seriously?" He asks, obviously growing frustrated. "After what he did to you?" He cries out, tossing his arms up and letting them fall as he stands.

"He didn't mean it..." I trail off, pausing after thoughtfully pulling a familiar Slipknot hoodie over my head. "Are you serious right now?" He asks with a sigh. "How can you even say that?" He breathes out, "he didn't mean it Remington." I state, clenching my jaw.

He shakes his head in frustration, obviously fuming, and stomps out of the room.

I watch him leave, before quickly returning to my work. I rush through the room, gathering my belongings and filling my suitcase and backpack.

Once everything is packed, I set my bags by the door and stand for a moment, looking across the room.

Am I really doing this?

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