Peter hales POV-
'I saw this letter, in your bin. In fact I saw a few.'
'Peter now is not the time' keke uttered whilst packing clothes into a suitcase.
'Hmm, well while your packing let me read one to you.
Dear my beloved Alaric. Time is passing and my love for you is uncertain. I want to feel your skin, your fingertips. I miss the view of you every morning- , should I continue?'
She came to a halt and then started to pack again.
I sat next to her and sighed , "your not going anywhere keke. You've always been a romantic. But we're adults. Your not leaving."
"Oh so you can? You can leave a shitty letter and disappear one day and come back and start being some iconic father? Fuck that. I am a woman and I deserve to be fucking loved for Christs sake peter.' She hesitantly packed the remainder of her clothes in her bag.
I remained silent, in order to keep my anger in.
She rolled her suitcase to the door and mentioned, 'I'm taking Kira too.'
I tilted my head up, and I smiled sadistically.
Keke Koshirono's pov-
I saw it coming, but it caught me off guard. I felt a balled fist make contact with my muscle, watching it smash my entrails together like a rogue freight train.
I felt blood vessels burst and my diaphragm collapse under the force the fist packed behind it. Oddly enough, the fist continued to thrust upward until my liver and stomach stopped Peter's knuckles from clashing into my spine.
My breath instantly left me for dead as I doubled over. My knees buckled from the force of the blow, and as I went down, I swear I heard a cracking noise ricochet between my ribs. Fire ran through every fiber of my abdomen, and I tasted bile, adrenaline and a hint of blood.
As my crumpled body hit the ground, I gasped for air, but oxygen eluded my grasp. My head was swimming as my organs regained their original volume: going from a pancake like mass to their original life-saving state.
I somehow managed to roll over and vomit. I silently thanked a higher being that my stomach hadn't come up with the yellow, sticky substance and my dinner.
Peter strolled next to me , and placed his head onto mine and whispered,
'You will always be mine. Always and forever'
Then he walked away. As if nothing happened.
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Melancholic Lovers
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