Ruined Heart, Shattered Mind

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{A/N This part is going to be a bit into Dark's past and current feelings for someone. (no spoilers in the intro, geez) Since he's a demon, he can't fall in love with humans. But he already has once and ended up dying for her. Read on to find out what happens. FEELS WARNING.}

Dark POV

I jogged out of the apartment complex, the sky dark with rain pouring down. The few people left on the streets carried soaked newspapers or umbrellas. I flipped up my hood and continued on, ignoring the pain in my chest and the lump in my throat. If she only knew. If Anti would've kept his mouth shut, I wouldn't be here.

I shook my head as I passed under the street lights, the pain nagging at the corners of my eyes. Maybe the rain will hide them... I glanced around to see if anyone was around, ducking back into an alleyway. I leaned against the stony brick wall, a mortal weakness falling upon me in full force. I let out heavy sobs as I rolled off the wall into a heap of emotions and discarded cardboard boxes.

I let my head knock back against the wall, giving up my heart in short cries of pain. One after another, the raindrops fell onto my face.  I didn't care, my heart, or what was left of it, was shattering into smaller pieces in jerks and bolts of pain that never went away. My body jerked with heavy sobs in memories of her voice, her touch, her face... I cried out all the pains to the forbidden skies, unable to see her, hear her, hold her in my arms. Thunder was my only reply, my cry leaving me weak.

I let my body go limp against the wall, still sobbing. My face up to the sky left me cold and wet, the small slice of sky visible a deep boiling mix of black and blue. Much like the scars on my heart and soul, it was a mess of emotions and thoughts from torture of a love lost in tragedy. I let my eyes close, a mortal tiredness washing over me. Love was such a cruel mistress, and I'd fallen for her trap laid in a girl. Soon, the sobs faded to slightly labored breathing. I let myself relax, falling into an abyss of dull aches and sore thoughts.

And as I faded into darkness, the rain pattered on. A droning noise against the sound of my own corruption.

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