In a few days it will be my birthday. The day of the biggest tragedy I've know.
But it's okay. It's always okay.
I don't think he realises he is all I've ever needed.
I cannot verbally explain the way I feel about him.
We were made for each other, whatever makes up the fabrication of his heart makes up my own.
We were carved from the same clay.
I never lived for anything other than my brother, but now I live for him.
I live for him, because I love him.
He makes me want to live. He makes me love life.
I love him so fucking much it physically pains me.
I want to slice open my skin and break my ribs, I want to reach through my self and remove my heart only so I could give it to him.
I would suffer for him, suffer the most excruciating pain to make sure he receives the happiness he deserves.
We are on our way to the beach. We left last night and landed in italy, we are going to leave here tomorrow morning to get back to New York. I'm finally back in the sun and I'm not wasting a single minute. If I'm not tanned within the second hour...
Zayden parks the car and I open my door, revelling in the slight breeze that welcomes me.
He grabs our towels from the back and come around grabbing my hand and leads me to the beach.
It's literally empty, Why the beach would be empty on a day like this escapes me.
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The sand is warm beneath my feet, the ocean stretching out in front of us like a shimmering invitation. Zayden is already a few steps ahead, his silhouette cutting through the fading sunlight. I try to catch up to him, breaking into a run.
He looks back to see me and starts running. Since when was this a race.
He stumbles in the sand and I laugh at him, thats for trying to beat me.
I rush past him, trying to reach the water before he does and look back a few seconds later to see him slowly catching up to me.
"YOU ARE AWFULLY SLOW FOR SOMEONE WHO RUNS AROUND KILLING PEOPLE FOR A LIVING!" I yell back at him, my voice carried by the wind as I try to beat him.
"MAYBE THATS BECAUSE THE SAND IS MAKING IT A FUCKING MISSION FOR ME TO REACH YOU" He complains.
Goosebumps raise all over my body the second the cold water comes in contact with my skin and I yelp.
I jump into the water, and instantly immerse my head under to regulate my body.
I come up for air and am immediately splashed by a fucking tsunami that makes me swallow water.
I feel the salt burn my throat and cough hitting my chest with my hand as I down the salt water.
Disgusting.
I stop coughing and look over at zayden who has a concerned look in his eyes as he tries to reach me .
He wasn't even that close to me and made that big of a wave.
"fuck , I'm sorry baby" He says in a rush and I'm glad the water is so cold otherwise I would be blushing so fucking bad.
It's his new thing now, he seems to love that word.
I wave it off, "Its fine, don't worry"
"No.." I splash him with water cutting him off and making him flinch.
He looks at me like he wants to kill me and if he actually did, I don't think I would actually mind, as long as he was looking at me like that.
It looks as if he's contemplating whether to drown me or kiss me senseless. personally I would like to pick the second option.
He takes a step forward, and I know—I'm not getting away this time.
Before he can reach me, I start running towards the shore and make it onto the sand with him on my tail. I take a step onto the sand and before I can even react, his arms are around me, tackling me with just enough force to send us both crashing into the sand. I let out a startled laugh, my heart racing as I feel his body press against mine. The world spins for a moment, and I brace myself for the impact, but Zayden manoeuvres us so that I land softly, his hand cradling the back of my head as we collapse together.
I can hear his laugh vibrating through his chest, and I join in.
He's on his back now, and I'm draped over him, my head resting on my arms as I look up at him.
"When I'm chasing the love of my life, you can't expect me to let her go, can you?" His voice is soft, but the words hit me like a tidal wave. I freeze, my breath catching in my throat.
I meet his eyes, searching for any hint of teasing, but he's completely serious. My heart stumbles over itself .
"Well," I say, managing to keep my voice steady, "when the love of my life is chasing me, I expect him to let me win the race." I press a light, teasing kiss to his lips, feeling him smile against my lips.
He sits up slightly, propping himself on his arms, which lifts me with him. That cocky grin spreads across his face, "Then by all means, go win."
I pull back just enough to meet his gaze,"I already have."
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I love them sm <3
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