and: Vincent Salvador
Fear brings out the best in people, you aren't worth it, you deserve to die, you're so difficult to love, I wish you were never born, you're such a disappointment, you make it so easy to hate you, you're worthless, you have no future, you ruin everything you touch, and the sensitive capacity of love you hold is going to be the death of you.
Every single word that has ever been said by my father burns in my head like a fucking wildfire, and now the heat of wrath is spreading all over me. I use that as fuel to push my legs forward to reach my love faster, the only love I have left, and the only love I'm willing to die for.
I can't help but think that he said all these permanently hurtful things to me when I assumed he was temporarily upset but that's where I was wrong, he's permanently upset and nothing can change that about him. He's a merciless, selfish, loveless, asshole who can't be fixed and is now out to break me for good.
I won't let him.
He might still be able to get under my skin but that doesn't mean I'm going to let it affect the way I protect Seraphina because, under my watch, he will never touch a single hair on her head. He can shed my blood and resume a war within me but I'll never even let him breathe next to her.
With this thought lingering in my head, I push past the crowd with great difficulty to finally have my gaze set upon a certain blonde-brunette beauty in the crowd. One that stands out from the rest, at least in my eyes, she's like wildfire herself.
She's the fire that burns within me, it's her I burn for but right now, the flames are spreading causing the world around us to burn.
I roll my eyes at how fucking crowded and difficult it is to get past everyone and Arthur's arrival has only made shit worse. He's going to want to see us first and I'd like to be by Seraphina's side when that happens, for my sanity and hers.
And I'd like to be with her at all times from now on considering my father is still on the loose with murder on his mind, and the target might be her so I can't risk anything. Especially after last night.
My left hand has my gun clutched in it while my free hand is anxiously twirling the chain she gave me, I pull it out of my shirt and fidget with it. My eyes don't wander away from her confused expression, that is until her gaze meets mine and my heart doesn't fail to falter.
Her eyes light up and a wave of comfort passes through me, it looks like it did for her too because she starts making her way toward me while I pave my path to get to her.
I get lost in looking at her and I realize what love is. I look into her eyes and I realize what I'm living for, whose love it is that I'm willing to die for, and it can only be her. It has always been Seraphina.
The closer she gets to me, the faster my heart beats and my skin itches to be one with hers. If not permanently then temporarily.
This girl is destroying me and I'd gladly take the fall for her, I'd die if it meant she gets to live. At least I had the pleasure of being loved by such an Angel in this life, and if it isn't much to ask for, I wish I could be loved by her and in love with her in every other lifetime. If not in this universe, then in every other.
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Dancer in the dark
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