My cold sweetheart (Killua fanfiction)

Déjà vu

Previously...
Opening my eyes I get hit by the whiteness that surrounds me.

It can't be. Not again.

The snow...
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Where am I? I look around me and I start feeling anger and sadness. Also I feel as my last feather of hope was taken by the wind. I was back at the damned frosted hell. Tears start flowing down my chin.

"Why did you deceive me?" I scream at my heart.

Why is my mind playing tricks on me?! Am I damned with a cycle of never ending sadness?

Everything was falling apart in front of me. While my soul and my heart were being destroyed.

I'm weak and the only one who made me feel strong was... Killua.

Does he even exist? Am I like one of those people who make up fairy tales in their minds trying to escape reality...?

I hate the snow!

Standing up, I ran around the forest with tears still falling down my chin. Not knowing where I was going.

"Killua, the electricity in your stormy blue eyes ended up electrocuting my heart leaving a terrible mess you didn't bother to clean up." I said feeling as the winds took my words flying.

Slowly I stop in my tracks taking a look at my surroundings. I've seen this place before... I don't remember well but I know I've been here before.

"Of course you have Neva you live here." I told myself but still I was not convinced.

Walking back I decide to go down the path before me wiping my cold tears away. Suddenly I felt my heart stop watching what unraveled before my own two eyes. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Is this another Illusion...?

It's like déjà vu.

Flashback

Walking down the snowy path I saw a figure ahead of me.

End of flashback.

Was it him? But the difference from before is that it was a dream and now I'm wide awake. I look at him one last time, or is it a first time?

"I love how you at least made my dreams worth living for..." I whispered at the wind.

Turning my back, walking the other way I felt weak. Some could say I cry too much but they just don't know how I feel. My heart is being slowly ripped out of my chest with every footstep I take. My soul feels weak because it doesn't have a reason to stay with me anymore.

Does it make a difference, if I'm alive or dead?

He's better off without me, but I'm not. I can't be selfish so his happiness comes first.

Suddenly I felt a warm breath next to my ear.

Spinning me around I saw him. His face was all I ever wanted to see. Cold tears of happiness fell down my chin. I missed his features, his soft hair and his deep blue eyes which destroyed my heart. Making me fall for him. I can't live without him. Only him.

"You can't escape fate, Neva." His voice sounded warm making the coldness surrounding us disappear.

I felt his lips touch mine. It was like every inch of snow that surrounding us was fire. All the chains surrounding my heart and my soul snapped. This time for real.

Breaking the kiss our foreheads stayed connected. His warm breaths tickling my nose.

"You are not like the snow, you are the fire that burns my cold heart." Killua said wiping the remaining tears on my cheeks.

Next thing I know I'm wrapped in his warm embrace. I love him I really do. Without him my life wouldn't have meaning. But I still don't understand how does he recognize me?

I was dreaming...

Just like he was reading my thoughts he said:

"Neva a dream can be someone else's reality."
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Author's Note
Hey Guys! I'm so sad this book has come to an end. Hope you all liked it. I seriously thank all of those who were here along the way and supported me. I made this book for fun but I got really attached to it and I tried adding emotion to it. I don't know if it was 100% accurate but I'm starting to write. It's hasn't even been a year since I started writing. Most of my ideas come from songs because I like to find meanings to songs other than the ones being said. Also all the quotes in all my books came from my mind because I feel like I'm stealing from other writers if I use theirs. If I use one of another author I will write the credit of who made them though. If any of you want to talk to me or need help with any ideas tell me and I will try my best to help. Well I think this is the end. I don't know if I will do and epilogue. You guys tell me.

Goodbye my snowflakes!

Love you all, Stay Beautiful.
~Truffs