The Assassin and his Lover (Angst)

Chapter Two

What am I doing? I’m not supposed to be doing this. But I never felt this way. I feel so off. I never felt this way about someone. But here I am, chasing after a girl I barely knew. What’s wrong with me? I barely could keep up. She was swift, weaving through the burning trees like it was nothing. I can’t let her go. I’m not me.

As I’m chasing after her, I see a piece of black cloth hanging on a tree branch, and I know that I’m close behind. My legs move faster. I can’t clear my head.

I can’t forget how I saw fireworks of rainbow when I saw her. She looked like a dream. She was the dream. Her pale skin glowed in the sun’s rays. Dark maroon eyes that sparkled like diamonds along with maroon and red hair that flowed like magic. When she saw me, she ran away. But why?

I came to a clearing. I see her, standing on the edge of the cliff, with only her heels on the ground. I stand there. She doesn’t turn around.

Turn, I think to myself, pretending that I’m speaking to her. Turn and face me. I step closer, and she so still, that I’m afraid to touch her, or else she might fall over. One more step closer.

She turns, and her foot connects with my head. I’m thrown back, and land on two feet and a hand. She’s gone. I race to the edge, and she’s falling. The rocks avalanche past her.

Except for one. The largest one out of all of them hit against her head as she disappears underneath the surface.

I go after her. In a matter of seconds, I penetrate through the current. It tries to pull me away from her. But I can’t see her. She needs me. I reach out, and pull my arms back, rocketing me forward in the opposite direction of the current. I dive down deeper. And I see her.

She drifts like a dream. Her dark exquisite diamond eyes are closed shut like she’s sleeping. Her ruby red lips are turning blue. I’m losing her. But I can’t.

What am I doing? I can’t do this. I’m not like this. I’m shaming my master. This isn’t me. I was supposed to be heartless. But somehow, my heart changed, like Cupid’s arrow had hit me. But love at first sight isn’t real, is it?

I suddenly float above her, and current is suddenly still, as if it’s admiring her beauty. And I can’t help but to caress her full cheek with with the back of my hand. And again with my fingertips. Her skin feels like silk, no, smoother than that.  

I carefully wrap my arm around her slim waist, and my free arm reaches out, and pulls back like last time, and I jet upwards. In need of air, the movements grow quicker, and I explode on the surface. I hear her gasp and cough. The rapid’s current is violent now. It doesn’t want me to leave. It wants me to stay. To be another one of its prey. But I’m not giving up; not with her.

Waves crash against my face. It blinds me. I tread helplessly. I’m lost. I’m lost everywhere. Lost in my head. Lost in the river. Lost in my heart.

Shore feels like miles away. I have no way of getting there unless I go under, but what about her? I look down at her, and she’s unconscious. Red dripping from her wound. I have to make it.

Suddenly, the current stops, like it did before. The water is still. I manage to get back to land.

When my feet touch the ground, I’m worn and tired, drenched in water. I manage to stand up, and my eyes fall on the unconscious girl in my arms.

DO IT! DO IT NOW!!  A voice shouts in my head. It’s so harsh. I don’t know what this voice is, but what does it want me to do?

KILL HER!!  It sneers. KILL HER BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!!! I try to ignore it. I recognize it now. The darker part of me is speaking. Trying to convince me from doing wrong.

But this time, I can’t do it. I can’t seem to follow its orders.