The secrets you tell me, I'll take to my grave
There's bones in my closet, but you hang stuff anyway
And if you have nightmares, we'll dance on the bed
I know that you love me, Love me
Even when I lose my head
Guillotine
-Jon Bellion
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Sebastian POV
« QUAND EST-CE QUE T'ALLAIS ME LE DIRE ?! »
She did not even wait for the doors to close behind us before she was screaming at me in French.
Fantastic. We were back to this again.
'When were you going to tell me?' she had said, or at least it is what I thought she had said. It was hard enough arguing with her in a language I was barely fluent in, let alone bringing her back from the brink of my betrayal.
"Jules, love—" I tried to sooth her by placing my hands on her shoulders, but she pushed me away.
"Don't 'Jules, love' me," she spat.
As much as it gutted me, I was grateful we were back to English.
"We need a plan," she cried as she paced the Room of Requirement. Her hands trembled and waved fanatically above her head. "We can save her!"
Her tears brought a tragically beautiful sparkle to her amber-brown eyes. I wanted nothing more than to hold her, calm her trembling hands and wipe the tears away.
I stupidly reached for Jules again, this time wrapping my arms around her completely and bringing her into my chest.
She fought me, hard. Damn, she was bloody strong.
She beat her fists against my chest with fury, and I let her. If I absorbed the blows, perhaps I could absorb her pain, bruises be damned.
"YOU KNEW!" she screamed. "YOU LIED TO ME!"
It was not like it was easy for me, to accept that our student was going to die any day now. Based on my research, she was lucky to have lived as long as she had. I boiled this down to being an Ancient Magic wielder, like her mentor. Somehow, her magic must have kept her alive long enough to give her seventeen years.
"I WILL SAVE HER, WITH OR WITHOUT YOU SEBASTIAN!" she kicked and screamed, and I worried that nothing would quell her rage. Hell hath no fury, and all that rubbish.
I had known for weeks that Rosalie was dying, but how was I supposed to tell the love of my life that our girl would be gone soon? And that she simply had to accept it?
Acceptance was the only way forward, and it was the reason I chose not to tell Juliette what I knew. I could not risk her going down a path of searching for a 'cure' that did not exist. It was a path that only led to heartbreak and madness - a path I knew all-too-well.
"Sometimes, sweetheart," I hushed as I strengthened my grip around her shoulders, "there's just... nothing to be done. Anne taught me that. What we can do now is be here for Rose, rather than off trying to find a cure."
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Under Your Scars || Sebastian Sallow x MC
Fanfiction"The professor and I froze, unable to move or speak yet sharing a solemn understanding. We discovered something we did not even realize we were searching for: An Ancient Magic wielder." Eight years after the events of the repository, Sebastian Sallo...
