you're mine

Chapter 61

Luca's point of view

Emily sprints through the house, faster than me as I chase her, desperately trying to catch her before she can escape. My slit stomach makes it hard to walk, every step sending unsettling shooting pains up my spine. But I know the pain won't take long for my body to adjust to it; It never does.

I've felt this exact pain a few different times before, and I know I'll be fine. It's a pain in the ass, sure, but nothing I can't handle; though i usually have time to stop the bleeding. This time I will just have to wait- hopefully not for long, counting on the fact that Emily will become tried before I do. Thinking about it, it's unlikely as she was an athlete and I'm not.

If twelve year old me could deal with this pain, so can present me.

My eyes stay focused on her moving figure, like a tiger getting ready to pounce on a gazelle. Only, I'm not going to kill her.

Her hand grips around the door knob, pulling it open. Before she leaves she turns, giving me one last look.

A look I've seen from Emily before. A look I know the meaning of. She's feeling guilt.

She feels bad for causing me pain and for leaving me.... And that's something I can use to my advantage.

Emily exits the house, my body moves as fast as possible, which isn't all that fast.

"Fuck!" I yell out, as the door closes. 

Despite the pain in my stomach, I don't waste time in chasing her, swinging the door open so fast it almost falls off of its hinges.

The more I run, the more speed I gain. I grow closer and closer to Emily and making the distance between us smaller with each passing minute.

She swings her head around, looking back at me. Once she realises how close I am to her, she runs faster, working on nothing but fear and adrenaline.

I can see the fear in her, like a baby deer running from a bear. But she doesn't need to fear me. I don't want to hurt Emily. Yeah, I Have hurt her a few times, but she brought them all on herself.

I've killed people. And every time I did, it wanted to kill them. Every time I hurt someone I want to hurt them. But I never wanted to hurt her.

I laugh internally, lips only slightly pulling up into a smile at the fact that I no longer feel the pain.

She really thought that would stop me? Nothing will stop me from being with her.

I've learnt that something I really dislike is sharing. And I won't share her; losing her isn't even an option.

Maybe once, when I thought it would benefit her. But not now. Not when she's doing it out of fear; or anger.

Her emotions are messed up right now and she can't think straight nevermind make a decision like this. And quite frankly, it's not her choice. I want her.

I've never gotten anything I wanted in my whole life. From when I was old enough to know what a wish was, I wished for my parents to want me. Wishing on stars since I "misbehaved" too much for birthday cake and candles; or even a birthday at all.

And then, I wished for them to just love me when wanting me seemed too hard for them. And when I realised that the universe just won't give me that, for whatever reason- one nine year old me couldn't figure out, I wished for someone. I wanted someone I could keep, love, own.

I knew my grandparents wouldn't always be around. I tried not to become too attached but it still hurt when I no longer had them. I don't want to feel that pain again. The universe is finally answering my fucking wishes. I deserve this.

And more than that, I want it. That's simple enough. I've never wanted anything more. Because she showed me love. Even if she doesn't think so, she loves me. I felt it.

As I'm running, my fingers and toes start tingling. Slowly, the sensation runs up my arms and legs, knocking my body off balance.

I keep going, though slowing down a little. My head starts to spin and feeling heavy as though weights have been placed inside of my skull.

Great.

If my vision wasn't starting to blur, I would roll my eyes at how predictable this is.

I blink a few times in a row, trying to vanish the appearing dots in my eyes. Once I blink them away, I look down at my stomach. My T-shirt is completely soaked in blood, disguising as a naturally red shirt.

The dots reappear and this time larger. They morph together and cloud my vision.

I don't realise I've come to a stop until I force my blurred vision to focus onto Emelia's travelling frame as she moves along the curved dirt path ahead.

I drop to my knees, no longer being able to handle the crushing feeling in my skull. The right side of my body starts to grow heavier, causing me to fall onto the brown floor, a cloud of smoke rising into the air as I do.

I would choke on it if I cared enough to do so; but I don't. Instead my eyes stay on Emily, watching her slowly disappear from my view as she keeps running without looking back.

If she did notice me laying on the ground, would she stop?

I could tell myself she would as my eyes slowly start to close, but I don't know if that's the truth. My body becomes consumed by the darkness, pulling me into an unconscious state.

"Emily." I mutter before completely falling asleep.