Awake.

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I wake up lying on the hard rock floor slightly too close to the edge. I take a moment to fully adjust before I attempt to get to my feet, the whole world spins as I do so but after a few tries I manage to get balanced. What ever I just managed to do really took the energy out of me, and that's saying something. Something I hadn't yet taken note of yet is the light, or lack of it in this case, I must have slept the whole day! If things were like how they were a few nights ago I'm sure Robin would have found me and taken me into the warmth, but things aren't how they were a few nights ago are they?

The pain in my chest still shows no hint of healing and to be honest with you I don't think I deserve to heal. What I did to Robin... I'll never be able to forgive myself. God I'm such a fool. I should have never let that Ricardo boy in while I was vulnerable like that, but I did and I can't take that back. NO. I won't be weak, not again, moon queen remember? A queen doesn't always need a king to save her.

I start jogging back home, dreading the ear full I know I'll get as soon as I get back.

Queen.

Keep your head up. You're strong, powerful, undefeatable.

"Well, well, well. Look how it is" chuckles a unfamiliar voice in the dark, my eyes dart around the darkness n search of the source but find nothing but thick night sky seeping through the dark trees of the forest, reaching towards me like clawed fingers evil , casting eerie shadows onto the ground surrounding me,

"Who's there?!" I demand to know, fear shamefully seeping from my tongue making the faceless voice cackle

"Oh, my darling moon princess" I cringe at the name, it's been such a long time since I've heard it, "Don't you remember me?" he asks, his voice full of mock, my heart sinks as I recall it

"Coeur!?" I exclaim, tumbling back, "This isn't happening, you're dead, I saw you!" 

"You died on that night too" he retorts, seeming to be as smug as ever, although his face is nowhere to be seen I can still picture his ugly my smirking at my fear, "The moon bitch who gave you back your life isn't the only one with the power to grant life you know" he continues,

"What do you want from me?!" I scream into the darkness, shaking as I feel the trees grow taller and taller, wrapping around each other to trap me into a tepee like triangle.       

Coeur De'noir laughs hysterically as I fall to my knees and cover my ears with my hands to try and block him out, but it doesn't work, if anything it make it worst as if he was in my head, tormenting me form the inside out.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I weep, the noise intensifies and the trees pull tighter together


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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I scream, waking up bolt right in my bed with Mrs Heliotrope holding onto me shoulders looking at me with intense concern,

"Blake, what ever is the matter?" she asks as I continue to sob,

"It's Coeur De'noir" I cry, "He's back."   

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A/N: I know, I'm a bitch, feel free to call me as such.

I've basically had the worst year of my life, I moved house and school because I had a complete mental break down. When moving house my bed, phone and laptop all broke within 48 hours of each other  . I got a new phone and bed but couldn't log into this account, still haven't got my laptop fixed so using my brothers, bit awkward, and will hopefully soon have my laptop back.

I'll get back into this story, I promise but it's almost three in the morning and I still haven't slept. If my last update seemed rushed it's because it was, and the same for this one tbh, might have time to update tomorrow but don't hold your breath. Doing exams so don't expect much from me at all for a while, also going to visit friends in Scotland so I'll quiet literally disappear again, but I'll try and inform you before I go off the radar like that again. 

Sorry if my writing style changed and now you hate me.

Thanks for all the nice shit while I was gone, I appreciate it.

Sorry.  

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