𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐀'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 | 𝐌𝐱𝐌𝐱𝐌 |

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selcouth
(adj.) unfamiliar, rare, strange, and yet marvelous

• Ten •

| Deimos's POV

Hatred. That's all I felt for this ancient man. Soon as he brought me to his home back in his realm, he left me alone. It has been a few hours and yet I find myself growing angrier by the fucking second.

I missed Micah.

Why couldn't he be my mate instead of Death?

His home was very quiet but it was beautiful in a dark way. Death wasn't a fan of vibrant colors. Every single thing was either grey or black. So dull yet it spoke volumes about who he is as a person. He didn't care for the extra stuff in life; settling for the plain.

The mansion was very spacious with a three story and all of the bedrooms resided on the second floor but Death told me that I should never go to the third floor and that everything else was available to explore before he vanished.

What the hell am I supposed to do in this big ass home? I was afraid to explore due to the fact that I didn't want to discover something that shouldn't be discovered.

I just wanted to run back home to my family. It felt so fucking lonely here and it was starting to eat at me. For the last three years, I've never been able to know what feeling lonely felt like since Micah was clingy and I loved that about him.

I decided to exit the mansion and discovered a frozen pond in the distance with a wooden dock. It was freezing, feeling like it's below zero but my body temperature kept me from frosting away.

While walking towards the frozen pond, Micah kept plaguing my thoughts and my chest felt heavy. Being away from him for too long made me feel sick.

I wondered if he thought about me just as I am, with him. In some world or different parallel universe, I would think that we'd live happily ever after but that shit is for fairytales. No romantic shit was ever happy and I'm starting to see that.

I felt disconnected.

Dissociating myself from the outside world was my only coping mechanism at this very moment. I allowed myself to feel numb at this very moment so I wouldn't cry at the loss of my first love for some stupid fucking mate bond.

Once I made it to the edge of the dock, I sat down with my legs dangling over the edge as I started to admire the pattern in the iced over pond. I blinked and started to imagine Micah ice skating since that was one thing he really loved participating in during his spare time. I was never good at it but fuck was he amazing at it. I could watch him for hours. Every time he would skate, it was like a song being played and that shit was music.

Everything he did was music for me. I found myself drowning in his cords. I even found myself having conversations with him in my mind.

And the sad part about this was that I couldn't even kill my self to get out of this shit. He'd probably just bring me back to life.

Selfish fucking immortal.

No one would attempt to come save me out of fear of Death and his unpredictable strength.