Once upon a time

Chapter 18: The King of my heart

Madison P.O.V

As soon as we arrived home, May quickly made her way towards her room. She had given us some space to talk about Alec's fading problem, more seriously. "Let's go into my room." I said, wearily as Alec and I watched May go. Alec nods and his hand squeezes mine. I was seriously shaken up by reality.

I knew that whenever something good was happening, it either wouldn't last or something terrible was yet to come. But I dared to hope that maybe this time, I could be happy. But deep deep, very deep down, I knew Alec would have to go back to his world eventually. I just didn't think that it will be this soon.

Heavy silence hangs between us and my heart is heavy. I sigh softly as I turn the loose knob on my bedroom door, making it open. We sit down on the bed and Alec breaks the silence. "I'm not going anywhere without you, love." he says, breaking the silence. He cups my face in his hands, gently cradling as if that would persuade me.

"No, Alec. I can't. You have your family back home and I can't lose you this way." I replied, tears filling my eyes. He is so handsome and my heart breaks as I see him shake his head, stubbornly. "I don't want to lose you this way, either!" he says, his voice soft but firm. No. NO. He can't stay here. No matter how much I want him to stay, I know I can't let him.

He will fade and he would be no more. His smile whenever he caught me smiling at me will be gone. His perverted hands will be gone. His laugh, touch and kisses will be no more. My heart wrenches at this horrible thought. As if he knew what I was thinking, he pulls me into his arms and says, "No, Madison. I'm not leaving you here."

I look up at his earnest face and it too much for me. Desperately seeking comfort, I kiss him and he kisses me back hard. He has never kissed me like this before. My heart is thumping and I crave his touch. He pulls me closer and sighs loudly. "Why do we both have to be so stubborn?" he whispers in my ear, sounding defeated.

I offer him a painful smile. It was already tough on both of us but us arguing made it worse. "Well, that's probably our first fight as a couple." I said, the word 'couple' burned my tongue since I knew we wouldn't be together for much longer. He lies downs and gently kisses my neck. I know this would be the last of him, so I let him to make love to me, one last time.

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I look at Alec's vulnerable face as he sleeps peaceful. His arms are gently around my waist and I sit up to examine his missing pinky. I sit down, looking at every beautiful facial feature of his face. I just sit and recall all the memories we've shared together. The day he saved me from being almost raped. The day he gave me my first kiss.

Alec's lips were on mine, his hand on cheek. His thumb was grazing my cheek gently. I open my eyes, my cheek feeling warm and tingly. He tastes of chocolate and it so addicting. His lips leave mine and he opens his brown eyes. He gives me a sheepish grin. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself." He says, his voice slightly husky.

It was perfect, for a while I couldn't look at him without my heart thumping like mad. Then Mom died, leaving me and May. I was a wreak and I needed something to fill the hole in my heart. I reached out to him and he kept me grounded. That night he made love to me for the first time and held me as I cried. He whispered sweet nothings to soothe me.

He had told me to celebrate my mother's life and I did. For the rest of the night, I told stories of my mother and Alec listened. When I finally fell asleep, he tucked me under the covers and went to sleep, himself. The next morning, he had told me that he loved me. He said that he would love me for the rest of our days and later, I returned his words.

I was shaking and stumbling over my words with bright red cheeks, but I remember how bright his smile was as he slammed his lips upon mine after my confession. He is needed in his world, he is a prince after all and I needed to let him go. Even if he was the king of my heart and my light. I was only dragging him to an early death.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I caressed his face. A face I would not see again. I planted soft kisses on his nose, cheeks, eyelids and his forehead. People say that people come into others' lives for a reason. I knew that he had made my life, right side up and how he always brightened up my world. He was my hope and my dreams.

Despite him being in my life for only a brief time period, he had managed to sweep me off my feet and be my prince. He was much more that I had ever hoped. He made me better than I ever thought I'd be. His kindness, his soft voice and warm laughter that made my insides melt. I would catch myself staring at him to see what he was doing.

If he would laugh in that melodious way of his or if he would sudden shower me with kisses. He was unpredictable but I loved it. He made me feel emotions that I never even imagined to feel. How his touch was electrifying but soothing. How easily he would know what I'm feeling. I looked at him and I knew what I had to do.