Ruby red eyes masked with bloodlust and sin, though past the contaminated surface a red heart capable of love and affection. A soul so lonely, so murderous, yet so.. compelling.
♡
It's been three days since he left, I haven't lit the candles since.
I'm scared.
Terrified.
But again I find my feet dragging me towards it and I can't deny that I want another taste.
The excitement and terror; the thrill.
I could easily die any second yet, I don't care.
One wrong move and I'll be nothing more than ashes scattered on the ground. Though I can't help but think of Alastor 24/7, Piercing red eyes indented in my brain.
"Are you okay? You seem distracted baby." A man's voice came from next to me.
I looked next to me at my boyfriend, we were sitting on a park bench just hanging out.
"Sorry, It's nothing important." I replied quietly.
He leaned down and kissed my cheek but it didn't feel affectionate like it did before.
He turned my head towards him and we shared a kiss that felt cold and empty. There was no love connecting our lips anymore, I wondered if he felt it too.
"I'm going home." I said bluntly. He stared at me as I got up and walked away, looking unimpressed and mad. I hung my head low all the way back home.
I was about to open my front door when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket - a notification. I took it out quickly and saw a message from Astro:
"Y/N?? HEY ARE YOU THERE?"
I went inside and locked my door, kicking off my shoes as I opened her message and replied,
"What's wrong????"
I sprawled out on the couch and held my phone above my head, watching the typing indicator disappear for a second as Astro sent their message.
"I'm so sorry!! I promise I'm not trying to ruin anything I just think it's best if you know..."
I stared at their message, confused until they sent an image to go along with the message.
My eyes widened in shock, gaze locked on the image. My heart ached as I sat up quickly and double checked to see if I was seeing it right.
Llyris - my boyfriend - with another girl. They looked to be making out, under a tree in the very park I just left. What the fuck...
I was in a state of shock, frozen for a minute. I had no idea what to do.
The girl in the photo had shoulder-length blue hair, reminding me of my own when me and Llyris first started dating.
Have I changed? Maybe he doesn't like the 'new me'? I guess I was more rebellious back then.. oh well.. he's a bitch anyway.
Always made me do things I didn't want to do.. but I still loved him.
God my heart hurts so bad.
"Hello? Y/n? I'm so sorry"
"Do you want to go to the bar with me? I'll pay for your drinks"
♡
It was almost midnight, my head slammed down on the bar's surface and I let out a wasted groan. I held up two fingers, signalling for 2 more bottles.
"Are you sure?" Astro said and put their hand on my back. I turned my head to the side and stared at them, Waaahhhh.... I wish I was.. pretty like you.. My eyes shut for a moment and my vision blurred.
Astro let out a sigh and got up from their stool, helping me up as well. Astro didn't drink any alcohol as they knew I would get absolutely wasted and need taking home.
They guided me and buckled me into the passenger seat of their car.
Astro helped me all the way upstairs and into bed, taking off my platforms and helping me to change into my pyjamas - which I consented to before I got drunk.
They looked at me, passed out on my bed, in sorrow. He doesn't deserve you y/n... but I wish you'd find a healthier solution to your problems. Keeping that in mind I was the one to suggest drinking first... we really both need some therapy, huh? Surely there's other ways to get over things. This is just the easiest route I guess... drinking until you pass out and then feeling like shit the morning after that.
Astro leaned against the wall, fingers messing with their fluffy dark teal hair. At last, they turned the light off and headed home.
♡ 2:32am
I woke up from my sleep still drunk as fuck. Stumbling out of bed, I noticed a glass of water on my nightstand. I took a few sips before attempting to place it back on mg nightstand - though it appears I missed the nightstand.
The half-empty glass fell to the floor and water was poured out over the carpet. I merely groaned and stretched, not bothering to even pick the glass up.
My mind was still infected and guided by the alcohol. I stumbled around my room and grabbed a match, struggling to light it but eventually a spark of fire lit up the room - The only source of light before coming from the dim fairy lights above my bed.
I hazily lit some candles in my room before blowing the match out and... throwing it out the window?
I then opened my door to the hallway, flicking on the light and heading downstairs.
Cold kitchen tiles sent chills up my nervous system as I walked towards the fridge, a slight bounce in my step as I whisper-sung a random song to myself.
I opened the fridge door and took out another bottle of alcohol, which was the last one I had. I frowned but decided to still drink it, opening it and heading back to my room.
I walked in and stumbled as I chugged half the glass, feeling so sleepy and out of mind.
Suddenly my head snapped to in front of my desk which held the candles previously lit. Red smoke dissolved into the alcohol-thick air, revealing Alastor's smile-plastered face.
"Huuuahh.. Al..♪aaa..stor♪" I giggled and he turned to face me, shock glazing his eyes for a second.
He walked over to me, looking down he noticed how drunk I actually was and also gazed at the fallen glass lying on the damp carpet.
"Oh?" Alastor spoke. "It is I, indeed... and I see you're drunk" He eyes the bottle of alcohol I still held in my hand.
I stepped drunkly forwards towards him and met his eyes with half lidded pearls of (e/c).
"Aaaa♪lastor~!" Lust crawled over my eyes and mingled with the senselessness of being wasted as I moved my hands around his lower waist, gazing up at him from his chest.
"Please.. fuck me" I whispered, my words full of emotion driven by the poison flooding my body.
Alastor's eyes widened at my words, "My.. you are certainly drunk..." He thought for a second about how drunk consent isn't consent. He then looked down into my eyes that were still staring hopefully up at him, Aaagh fuck it! I don't belong in hell for nothing.
