Part 32

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~Kilgrave's point of view~

I..I shouldn't have done that, for all she knows, I'm the same monster and as much I hate the way...the way she looks at me, with such distant and disgust, it's giving me the power I crave so desperately, for now..I just need to figure out a way to have her WANT to stay with me, be by my side.  My power only works to an extend on her though what I said was true. I'd never hurt her, not her, I'd just have to be..civil...god that was fucking tedious... caring about her feelings and what she thought of me, HOW DID PEOPLE LIVE LIKE THIS?! Taking on everyone else's problems and concerns..I sigh and walk back to the lounge making myself and stiff scotch. I had a feeling I would be going through quite a few of theses in our future time together. I'd taken her phone so I can have her without Jessica's interference. A small part of me was still shocked she was alive, and put strangely at ease, even though she could kill me in my sleep..that's the modern love I suppose..I quickly downed my drink pulling my lips back from my teeth and straightening my tie when i hear the shower start. I had about twenty minutes to think of the next-she started singing...it was faint and distant but over the sound of the water i heard a soft silky voice I thought I would only ever hear again in my dreams. Just like that I was a little boy again...I was alone in that horrid room and the small girl had been shoved in with a blank look that melted away to a kind smile as she walked to my side, placed my head on her lap and  began stroking my hair as she sang, 'Merry, Merry sit in the old gum tree, Love cocabraa love' I walked slowly to the bathroom door listening and closing my eyes, "Cocacabra gay your life must be" I sang alone quietly and didn't even my eyes where watering into I felt something warm rolling down my cheeks. I wiped them away quickly, even if I was alone, I couldn't be crying, no, no more tears, not anymore, I was happy, I could have anything or one I wanted, she was something of my past, of kevin, I was happy...I was happy...I..I was...Was I happy? 

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