L's L.

Take me Home

((Leoni P.O.V Cont-))

I sat on the crisp new sheets of the new flat. New. Everything but us was new. Everything, down to the clothes I wore, were new. All but Beyond and I, and his plans. I closed my eyes and stroked the barrel of the magnums at my hips as I thought of how long I had sat and stared. Watched the murderer do as he pleased. What was I to do with him? I missed the old BB. The insanity just swamped him now, rare splinters of light shining from his dark heart. I saw these rare moments at times when I was most needy of them. Coincidence? I think not. I know that those days I finally give in, and allow myself to succumb to slumber, the heartless murderer would kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

Though sometimes I felt like a corpse being laid to rest, it was more than I had bargained for.

"Dear-" I sighed and came to my feet.

"I'm going." I plodded my heavy body over to the kitchen area of the apartment and retrieved a large jar of gooey red jam. This was the norm for me. Jam duty.

"Mmm..." I twisted the cap off the jar and discarded it, knowing full well he would devour the whole thing. I then took the jar over to the hunched man by a glaring computer screen. His eyes watching me, wide as always, tinting slightly red. I had learned how this tint allowed my dear friend Beyond to see ones lifespan. It boggled me that his actions may affect my own life expectancy, but I thought nothing of it. Nor did I beg to know my dates. Death will come. Whether I'm ready for it or not. I placed the jar in the awaiting boney fingers of Beyond. "Jam." I nodded and smiled at him. Though this tiresome act bored me.

"Yes Beyond. It's jam. It has been jam, and always will be jam, as all you ever eat, is said jam." I grumbled, taking my seat on the bed.

"All I eat is jam...?" Beyond's head twisted round and I was worried it may snap.

"Yes. I'm pretty sure it's all you drink also." I retorted.

"Then you are concluding the substance must be sweet... And red? Correct?" My brows furrowed slightly and I gripped the edge of the mattress I sat upon.

"Essentially.." I tucked a strand of my ebony hair behind my ear revealing more of my face. I hadn't tied it up since BB had told me I looked 'nice' with it down. I smiled at the thought and hesitated, leaving my hand by my face. Beyond smirked and crawled over to me from the workstation.

"Is that so?" He produced a small penknife from the depths of his jean pockets. I watched the blade with bored eyes. "Then this should be the same." BB took my hand and twisted it to leave my palm open. I tugged lightly to try and release my hand, but as realization hit me, my eyes widened almost as much as Beyond's. A crooked smile set over his lips.

"Beyond.." I began, worry set in my tone. I yanked at my arm harder, but he held it in place, slowly raising the knife to my skin. "B!" I shouted at him, tugging furiously.

"Don't move darling." He stated with no emotion, other than murderous passion.

"Beyond..." I whimpered, forcing myself to remain calm and not over-react. Beyond locked his eyes with mine, causing me to stare into the dark red abyss of his eyes. My face fell, and my worry was lost, I sat staring into him with an emotionless gaze. The knife slit open the skin of my palm, with one quick slice. Blood beginning to bead in my palm, the deep red liquid trickling down my arm. Beyond folded my fingers over fist and squeezed it causing the blood to pulse out of the wound. I felt the pain but my face remained expressionless. Beyond tipped my clenched fist over his mouth causing the 'sweet, red' liquid over his lips. I immediately thought of a vampire. Of the monster draining my blood. He kissed along the creases of my palm, leaving his lips bloody red. He just drunk my blood. B clambered over me, pushing me back onto the bed, his lips bright red. He hovered over my body, and ripped the edge of my shirt, bandaging the wound with ease.