The Second Time Cupid Fell - C.A Cupid × Alistair Wonderland

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Cupid didn't know what happened after, but before she knew it, she was already running.

And after running with tears clouding her eyes, she found herself sat on the floor of the empty pantry, blocking the face of Psyche from her head. Hours had passed by, Cupid looked out the pantry window with still swollen eyes, and the moon looked back at her, shining brighter on this dark night. The room was dark, only source of light coming from the subtle glow of the moon.

Cupid could still hear footsteps outside, down the halls.

They probably gave up on looking for her already.

She let out a soft exhale and looked down at her hands.

Cupid shook her head and brought the bottle to her lips again. She pulled it away and saw that the bottle was empty. She'd finish it all by herself. Cupid sniffled, staring at the empty glass bottle, glowing in the moonlight. 

A small chuckle escaped her lips.

She used to be so angry when Eros drank at home. Every time he drank, he'd always explode on her, taking out all his pent-up anger and misery that he wasn't able to show the world, onto his own daughter. 

And she let him.

Cupid hated him and all his habits, including his love for alcohol.

But it didn't matter anymore.

She was drunk,

And he was gone.

A few months ago she would've never been able to imagine this scenario happening.

But it did.

And Cupid felt cursed.

Cupid stood the bottle on the cold floor and stood up to get another one.

Fuck it, she thought. She needed it.

Her legs wobbled as she stood up, vision blacking out for a split second. She put her hand on the table to steady herself, trying to recompose her body. Cupid managed to stand up straight, taking her hands off the table as she took a step towards the fridge. Her head turned to the window, looking out. Her shoulders loosened.

She could see the moon better as she stood, and how it reflected on the lake underneath it. Cupid's hand stopped on the fridge, eyes softening as the light seemed to hypnotize her.

It was beautiful.

Her lips pulled into a small smile.

A sense of relief flooded her body and soul as she looked up at the beacon of light that had always greeted her with such a warmth.

She wanted to be closer to the moon.

And so, Cupid neglected the fridge, walking over to the window.

She slowly opened the window, letting out a loud creak as she did. But no one heard. It was late at night. No one's awake except for some of the guards, but they were far away. She carefully stepped out of the window, her shoes touching the soft grass, cold wind hitting her hair. Cupid closed the window behind her, taking steps towards the moon, inhaling the fresh air.

Her smile widened, brain all foggy.

Such beauty.

She didn't deserve it.

Her smile fell slowly as she kept walking.

Cupid felt a tear drop down her cheek. She brought her fingers to her face, wiping them away. 

Weird, she didn't even notice she was crying. 

She let out a breathy laugh, another tear falling from her eye.

It was your fault,

Everything.

Cupid let out a shaky exhale. The voices didn't stop.

You're the reason Alice is dead,

You're the reason your father's in jail,

You're the reason why you yourself is stuck here,

You're the only reason why all of these things are happening.

Cupid shook her head.

"Stop," she whispered.

This is all your fault.

A soft cry escaped her chest.

I know.

Her feet kept walking. Step by step, the moonlight reflected on her skin, warm and soft.

Cupid wiped the tears blocking her sight.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked down and realized that her feet were in the lake. A shiver ran through her body. It was freezing. Her shoes were now wet. The cold wind blew her hair softly. Cupid sniffled, looking ahead, her eyes blank. She put a hand to her head, wincing. Her head was starting to throb, her vision getting blurrier by the second as the alcohol seeped into her brain.

Cupid.

Her eyes widened.

"...Father?" she said into the air, her voice shaky.

Cupid.

She let out a choked sob, her feet taking her forwards. The voice got louder as she walked ahead.

"Father," she whispered, "Father," she said a little louder, calling out for him.

Her lips quivered as her body felt the cold water, but she didn't feel it.

Chariclo.

Her eyes were clouded by tears, streaming down her cheeks, dropping onto the waters, becoming one with the lake. A laugh came out of her. Her hands reached forwards, as if trying to reach for something. Her hair was starting to get wet, she didn't care.

"Father, where are you?" she cried. Cupid lifted her face, chin slightly touching the water as she kept moving forwards, reaching out for an invisible hand. Her feet weren't touching ground anymore, hands splashing against the water. She gulped.

"...Dad," she said with a sob. "Dad," Cupid breathed out.

A realization coursed through her body as her face scrunched up in pain. She let out a crushing sob.

Her father's not coming back.

"Dad!" she sobbed, shouting against the waters. "Dad!" she repeated, desperate, crying out hard. "Please," Cupid begged, heavy sobs wracking through her body, pulling her head slowly under the water. She screamed into the air above her, crying hard as the water tries to swallow her.

It's over Cupid,

It's okay.

Cupid cried out, sobbing. Not because the lake tried to pull her under.

But because it was her fault.

Because she had no one. Utterly alone. She cried out for her father, but even in this state she knew he was gone. He was not going to be here to save her. And even if he was, he still wouldn't pull her out. He'd let her drown. Maybe she would let herself drown too.

She called out quietly for the people she loved, endless tears mixing with the water.

Her head lifted as she looked at the moon, it stared right back at her, silent and still.

Cupid let out a bitter laugh, sniffling.

"Thank you," she whispered, directing her words right at the shining moon, "For everything."

The water around her stilled and calmed as she stopped struggling against it. And for a moment, it was quiet.

The voices stopped.

She was at peace, at once.

Cupid exhaled slowly, fluttering her eyes closed.

And the water pulled her down slowly,

Completely.