𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬✓ 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 [𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟑]

11: Talk.

He shifted a little, bringing his palm up to my face, shifting a stray lock of hair, his soft green eyes scanning over my face.

His eyes lingered on mine for a few seconds before dropping down to my lips. He slowly dragged his eyes back up to mine and I gulped.

He was going to kiss me.

He leaned in, bringing his face so so close to mine, as he looked back down at my lips.

I really really want him to close the gap.

And he did.

Or would have, if I hadn't jumped out of his arms, literally.

As much as I want him to close that gap, we have to talk.

I put enough space between us, turning away from him, trying to get my racing heart in check.

"I am sorry." He muttered softly and I tensed up.

Apparently, those words were my trigger words.

Why did that sentence make me angry? What was he sorry for exactly?

"For what exactly?" I asked. "For lying to me? You faked your own death. I watched you get stabbed through and die, only to learn it was just one of your silly stupid games. For your selfish reasons." I gritted out.

My veins were boiling at this point, all my emotions rushing out. Emotions I haven't had time to process yet.

"I did it for you." He whispered and I scoffed.

"For me? Well, news flash I didn't ask for it. I didn't ask to like you, or to have nightmares of watching you die in my arms, to watch disturbing distorted versions of you tell me I wasn't enough. Telling me I am not fast enough to save my family. I didn't ask for anything. You didn't do it for me, you did it because of your stupid obsession with the throne." I all but shouted at him.

"I–I—" He started before suddenly straightening up, jaw clenched. His eyes hardened as he turned around to leave the room.

Wait what?

He's just leaving?!

"What is wrong with you? I'm telling you what's hurting me and you're just leaving? Leaving so I don't leave first? What are you so afraid of ?"  I yelled, walking after him and even I know I'm pushing it but I just wanted something, an explanation, a reaction, anything.

He stood, tensing before turning around and exploded.
"This is what I was so afraid of!!"

With that, he dropped his illusion and I gasped as he stood before me in his frost giant form.

His blue skin was littered with marks and carvings, his usually green eyes now blood red. He stalked towards me, slightly taller than what I'm used to.

"This is what I was afraid of. You being with a monster like me." He spat out the word monster with so much venom that it cracked my heart.

"You don't deserve to be with me. I care for you too much to let you be with a monster, a villain, a murderer, like I am. I killed innocent people, Lisa. I hurt the people on your planet, I killed the only woman who ever loved me, I killed my own father and unleashed my tyrant sister upon the realms, putting even more innocent people in danger. Why do you want to be with someone as disgusting as I am? Why would you want me when my biological parents despised me enough to cast me out on a rock to die?"

Tears filled my eyes as I watched him drown himself in self loathe. I moved towards him grabbing his hand. He tried to pull it out of my reach, but I held on to it as I closed my eyes.