13th Doctor Preferences

When You Keep Her Alive *Non-Triggering* (Part Four)

A/N: Okay, so I absolutely love this chapter but I honestly cannot wait for you to read Part 5 and 6. Tears will fall. ;)

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It weighed heavily upon her, the tenebrosity- obsidian black and deathly cold. Oppressive.

Yet she refused embrace the light. The saving illumination that could restore such equilibrium to her life.

Within the containing darkness, she found a comforting pain. Surprisingly addictive and undeniably dangerous.

Cerebrum, Cerebellum, Hypothalamus, Pituitary Gland, Parietal Lobe, Temporal Lobes- all infected with the idealism of a poetic death.

At worst, she would live and forever be plagued by her past crimes. At best...

Life but a mere string of sentences. Finally, she had run out of words.

Except that was not the case. They were the author. The novel not yet complete. Thump. Thump. Thump. The typewriter sounded, adding verse upon verse to her weary tale. Her blood, it's ink.

The murkiness thinned from around her and paled into non-existence- her longing for the blissful unaware intensified, to the point where she was sure it would burst forth from her rib cage, sending shrapnel in all directions. How many more would she hurt?

Then it came. The frightfully beautiful breath of life, which bloomed within her like a tainted peony- it's petals marred with a disgusting tar. A dirt she herself could never wipe away.

The inevitable occurred, the blinding radiance that filled his sight. It was agonising. So long she had resided within the dark and now, she had emerged into the reality she wished to escape. She had committed so many wrong doings. Too many.

But then she saw it, the celestial being. It stared at her, with a look of...fear? Hope? Relief? Surely she was too impure to be spied by such a perfect creature?

It's cheeks stained with bitterly sad tears. Rivers, as opposed to a single stream. Did it weep for her soul?

The angel whispered a desperate plea, which consisted of three simple words: "Don't leave me."

Could she accept the light? Even just to appease the angel's distressed mantra?

Her gazed upon it's facial features, so flawless. The eyes, so wide and filled to the brim with imploration for her to remain in the land of consciousness.

The wording had changed to a slightly different variation of the prayer it had previously beseeched. "Stay with me."

It dawned upon her that this was her own personal angel. Her companion. The one she had only recently pushed away. The one she should have kept close but failed to do so.

She recalled your final meeting. You had faced her, a look of terror on your face because of something she had said or did. It had been a moronic act on her behalf.

With a newfound resolve, she began to breathe with more effort, so to force the oxygen to inhabit her exhausted lungs.

To refuse the request such a heavenly entity would be such a severe crime, one that would truly blacken her name. Permanently.

She could not disappoint you again. Not this time.

She was going to live because you had willed it.

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You suddenly woke up with a start, drenched in sweat and with tears in your eyes. With a shaky hand, you wiped away the sweat from your forehead. Glancing to your side, you saw that your (girlfriend/boyfriend) was still lying peacefully beside you. You sighed. It had all been a dream. A nightmare.

"(Y/N)?" you heard them whisper, stirring beside you. They rubbed their eyes as they looked up at you. Frowning, they struggled to sit up. "Everything okay?" they asked again.

"I'm sorry I woke you up." you mumbled. "It was just a nightmare. I'm okay."

They nodded but their facial expression was still moulded into a mask of concern.

Slowly, they pulled you both back down onto the mattress. They lay on their left side, wrapping their arms around you. You hand came up to rest on their chest, feeling for their heart beat. It was perfectly in sync with yours.

Your (girlfriend/boyfriend) eyelids were already drooping from exhaustion. "Go back to sleep, little love." they whispered, already re-entering a state of blissful unaware. "I'm here if you need me."

Except you didn't go back to sleep because whenever you did, the spectre would appear, with her intense blue eyes and beautiful smile.

Beautiful but haunting...