Saint Valentine

14th February 2012 A.D.

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2012 A.D.

14th February

For the first time in history I didn’t know what to say to a girl after the deed. My mind was running a hundred miles per hour, as if in sync with my heart, which was also running a hundred miles per hour. A human, a human! I had actually copulated with a human, and...And I didn’t feel disgusted, didn’t feel all the emotions I should have felt. I’m a God for Zeus’ sake; I’m above these weak humans. Yet, that didn’t feel right as it rolled off my mental tongue.

I spent that night memorising every part of her body, learning how she liked to be touched, where she liked to be stroked. I learnt that she had a soft spot right behind her ear that when I pressed my lips against it, she giggled breathlessly in my arms. I learnt that she loved to look into my eyes as I made love to her. I learnt that she cursed like a soldier as she came.

I lay awake staring at the ceiling, looking at what I learnt were ‘glow-in-the-dark’ stars, as she had her head rested on my chest. Her breathing was low and deep. Cassandra was asleep. I should push her off, should get the hell out of here and never turn back, never tell a soul about the sin I had committed. She was already destined and... I squeezed my eyes at the blasphemy. If this felt so wrong, why did it all feel so right?

I cursed; this is why I shouldn’t have gone celibate for almost four millennia. Ultimately the hormones were bound to catch me off guard. I didn’t understand though, women threw themselves at me all the time and never have I reacted like this. I swear upon the Heavens this must be some kind of set up. She must be some kind of siren of the land. I closed my eyes in frustration.

The morning sun slowly rose from the depths of the horizon. I could see it out of the window of Cassandra’s sleeping quarters as she breathed in and out, still plastered across my chest. I didn’t get a wink of sleep last night. I was far too in over my thoughts, I felt like I was almost drowning in them. The bright glow of the sun’s rays illuminated the room, and reflected across her soft skin.

The alarm clock set off on my side. I switched it off, best I could, before I had a chance to wake up the sleeping angel on me. I stroked her back, trailing my hand down her spine. She sighed against me. A smiled etched across her face. My smile immediately reflected, before I looked down at her with a pained expression.

I had made my decision.

Slowly, I shifted beneath her, sliding her onto the bed and away onto the soft mattress. I pulled the covers up over her, and bent down to kiss her lightly on the cheek... lingering there more than I should have. An unknown emotion filled my chest as I picked up all my clothes and dressed silently. Passing it off as guilt I walked out of her room shutting the door behind me.

I walked out of her apartments in a hurry, barely greeting Leo as I passed through the front doors. I needed to get away from here. Far, far away, where I could go back to my punishment, finish what I was meant to do, and go back where I’m meant to be. Heaven. My home. That is one thing I can never face. The one thing I wouldn’t willingly submit to... mortality.

Death is something that every human knows, that one day, they’re going to have to face. It’s the inevitable. Their Fate. It’s something that I’ve witnessed from the Heavens over the several decades of millennia that I’ve been born. God’s can’t die, yes, they can be de-winged, they can be thrown to the pits of Hell, but they can’t pass on.

Yes, we do have our own fables, now we came to be, the origin of the Gods. That rests with Fate, our ultimatum. But mortality is just not death; it means you have a limitation on life, a mere century to do all the things you’ve ever wanted to do. Being alive for well over that time as taught me that our bucket list keeps growing, that our wants are never ending. Not even a mortal would want to be resurrected after having a taste of Heaven.

So, I let Cassandra be. I’ve never had a ‘one night stand’ as they’re colloquially termed it. Yes, I’ve had lovers, a countless amount that I’d need more than my ten fingers can count, but I’ve always courted them. Taken my time to charm them into my arms, never having more of a feeling then the aching lust we Gods endure, that all of the male race suffer.

But Cassandra... she charmed me into her arms, in a matter of hours. If I hadn’t been more determined to get back to the Heavens I would have hunted down the reason why this creature enticed me so much. Why her name felt scorched into my mind, why her name seemed so rightful for her... Cassandra, lightning. Like how she struck me like a bolt of lightning.

Was it not bittersweet that today is Valentines Day?

No matter now, it is done.