Can We Create Something Beautiful

chapter 19

kat's pov

*two days before seeing crimson*

i knew he would be here. 

(i had gotten the okay from my father to see chris, crimson, harley, andy, ricky, ashley, and the whole gang. )

i walked to my tombstone and  sat down next to it. i ran my fingers over the rough surface and traced the letters. 

"who are you and why are you sitting next to my girlfriend's grave?" chris called out. 

i smiled "we weren't dating chris. you never asked me to be your girlfriend" i said back to him.

i heard him gasp. 

i turned my head to see him collapse onto his knees and place his head in his hands.

i got up quickly and rush to sit before the man i adore.

he gripped my shoulders and traces every part of my face with his eyes. he smiles sadly and i can see the tears welling up in his eyes. 

i gave him a wide smile showing my teeth and the smile that he gave me, could light up the whole world. he gripped my waist and pulled me onto his lap for a tight hug. i wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his body closer to me if that was possible. 

i could feel the bond between us becoming even stronger than it already was.

"i missed you so much princess."

"i missed you too prince." 

"princess, when we're alone, it's daddy. remember?"

i nodded. "otay daddy" instantly going into little mode.

i pushed his shoulders away to get a look at his face. 

i missed him so much.

 i've had other relationships before but not like this.

 he always found a way to make me feel special. he always found out by my facial expression that i was not okay or that i was very depressed or i was anxious. he had earned my trust 100%. when we were really good friends, everyone else thought we were together. anyway, i told him a was a little in the bdsm community and i was into playing as a cat. he smiled and took on the role of becoming my caregiver and my master. he set rules, bedtimes, naptimes, and even cuddle time, craft and pet play time. he took me everywhere. then we really did become a thing and he would always tell me to call him daddy. not in a sexual way but in a loving way. 

his eyes were bloodshot and they were a dark brown which was a major contrast from his usual light brown eyes. he looked thinner. like he hadn't eaten in over a month. his lips curved upward in a smile because he finally had me back in his arms where i belong.

his eyes held so much love for me but at the same time, they held sadness as if he was keeping something from me. 

"daddy. i is so sowwy fo not fighting da war"

"My moon, there was nothing you could do. please don't blame yourself ."

"i knows daddy. i can't even express how much i have missed you. your smile, your eyes, the look you give me when i break a rule, the pecks on the forehead, and most of all, i missed being in your arms. there are not enough stars in the sky nor words in the dictionary to express how much i missed those things.but most of all, there aren't enough kisses in the world to show you how much i love you"

"Moon, i know how you feel. i dreamt everyday that you were going to wake up and that you were to be in my arms again like old times. i wished and i prayed that this was all a sick joke and you were alive and well. but alas, my wish came true. i have you now in my arms and i will never let you go."

i smiled and felt tears well up in my eyes. i buried my head into his shoulder and breathed in his scent of lavender and axe. 

"your sisters aren't doing too well. they both had nightmares about you and everything. they locked themselves in your room and won't eat. and if they do it's because their mates forced them to. babygirl, please, you have to come back with me "

"daddy, i can't.  i can only show myself to my friends and family one at a time or it will take a toll on me. i will see them every two to four days. it will give enough time store up energy. i promise okay?"

"okay kitten. for now can we just enjoy out time together?"

i nod and lay my head against his shoulder and listen to his breathing. it was slow and very soothing. soon, he started to fall back so i was cuddled into his chest and we were laying on the grass. my head had shifted down and was right over his heart. my hands were clutching his shirt for dear life as if i was going to lose him again. his arms had circled around my waist and were pulling me tight against him. slowly but surely, i fell asleep to the light of my life holding me in his arms after so long.