"You are so beautiful"' I almost scream from frustration, keeping the dagger at their neck. "Why do you keep saying that!? Are you actually insane?",
"Why would I be insane for complimenting my wife/husband?", they stare at me, their grey eyes soft like I didn't just betray them and was ready to finish my mission and kill them. "I literally confessed to you that it was all a lie, you are just a job I have to finish so stop acting so stupid and fight back!", I press the dagger harder into their neck, but I'm ashamed to admit I don't have it in me to kill them. And they know.
"If you wanted me dead you would have killed me 10 minutes ago, yet we are still in the same position for 5 minutes", they dip their chin, their eyes glinstering at me like I'm still their fateful partner. I may have never cheated in this fake marriage, but I think that planning to kill your husband/wife is worse than that. "So tell me love", they begin again, "what is it going to be? Kill me or not? This floor is kinda hard to lay on",
"You are insane", I whisper, the energy leaving my body. "My dear ****, I know you love me. You could stab me a 100 times and I wouldn't believe you if you said otherwise",
"Why do you-",
"Eyes don't lie, love and nor do actions. What we have been through this past year was not you finding the perfect time to kill me, it was us trying to prevent ourself from falling for each other",
"This was an arranged marriage, you and me-",
"I know that, but I guess fate has his own plans", they lean forward against the dagger and I automatically inch it away from their neck. They notice and a small smile lingers on their lips. I close my eyes and don't even flinch when I feel their hand on my cheek like I have almost every day for the past 5 months of this marriage. I really do love them, but I can't get myself to say the words and they know. They always know. "I have to kill you, I made a vow",
"Then kill me, if that's what you please",
"I can't",
"Open your eyes, ****", I open them, blinking the tears away. "I can't believe I would ever say this, I love being able to breath, but I would rather have you kill me then have you run away from me and leave me all alone"
I don't even try to prevent the tears from falling, I feel myself slowly breaking. "And I would leave everything behind and run away with you somewhere no one can hurt you if that's what you want. I would even go out right now and kill the bastard that made you make this vow", they push the dagger away, grabbing my face. "If it's for you, there isn't a thing I wouldn't do",
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Romance•Everything I post is written by me so It is not allowed to use my work in any way or form! If you aren't sure about something, always ask me! This story will be full with imagines/one-shots (all written by me). Fantasy and contemporary and obvious...
