Cold Flames

Chapter 6 : Such a Tease

After weeping in Vice's arms, I fell asleep once more. But unlike the earlier restful slumber, this rest I had involved a nightmare. It started out pretty nice but went horribly horribly wrong. Vice and I were staring at each other lovingly, but then I heard a crash. People shouting. Where on earth were we? Was I on a beach? Everything went in slow motion after that. Vice looked upon me horrified, pained even. I didn't understand what was going on at all.

Until I felt it. That one heartbeat around something cold; which was impaled into my chest from behind. I heard Vice pleading no as if he could change what just happened. His hands shaking in fear, and dread plagued on his expression. My hands slowly went to the center of my chest, feeling the cold intrusion for itself. Purple blood leaked out from my mouth, as I looked up at Vice with confusion. What was going on? He reluctantly placed his shaky hand around the object, but I winced at the pain. I looked down to see what could have ruined such a perfect dream. There it was. That long stick of ice that could destroy my existence. Ice through the heart itself no less. Each pulse around the long stick was agonizingly painful. I swear it was unbearable. My breath came out labored, I couldn't seem to catch my breath as my conscious began slipping way from me.

My hand smeared the purple liquid in curiosity, unbelieving it's presence, much less the object that caused it. I reached for Vice with my bloodied hand before collapsing into his arms, smearing my blood down his shirt, a bit lingering beneath his chin where I was initially reaching for. Vice cradled my head in his arms, panicking more than I could register. "Firen! Oh God oh god oh god, Firen, please stay with me! Keep your eyes open for me, babe, please! " he plead in a desperate voice. My consciousness wasn't even registering my body any longer. I was getting cold. Too cold... and I hated it. It's crazy how much I hate it, when this man is the embodiment of that particular force.

Vice interrupted my lasting thoughts kissing my lips, not caring of the blood that seeped out. It felt as though it was the last kiss he would ever give me. I moved my lips against his, wondering if I hadn't gotten involved with this ice man, how differently things could be for me right now. I passed out as he began pleading once again. "Don't you fucking leave me, Firen!" he screamed, outraged. Deep down, I already knew this would happen. I guess I just wanted to enjoy the ride while it lasted. But I didn't want Vice crying over me. It pains me to see him like this... more than the ice that was plunged through my chest. Please stop Vice, I'm not coming back. It was s great ride. I have no regrets. I promise.

That's when I woke up in a gasp, sitting up quickly, clutching my chest in a panicked manner. "What's wrong? It seemed like you couldn't breathe." Vice asked, coming to rub my back soothingly. Oh goddess of Fire. Thank goodness it was just a nightmare. I hugged him out of relief. But... it felt so real.... I squeezed him tightly, happy to see him here with me, and safe from whatever harm the dream had me in. I noticed we were seated on the couch. He must have had me laying my head in his lap. "Whoa. What's that from? I'm assuming you had an interesting dream?" he said playfully. I was so happy it was just a nightmare... or was it just a nightmare? "So have you thought about... our little pink elephant?" Vice chose his words carefully I could tell.

I looked at him and remembered the dream. "If we are going to make this a repeat, steady thing, it's all or nothing. There may be consequences." I couldn't bear telling him that dream. I just couldn't. What if he changed his mind? Whatever this was going to be... I wanted to at least see where it may lead. "I'll accept anything and everything, as long as I can have you." He said happily with that wicked grin, that I was growing to love. He got down on his knees and announced in a playful tone, "Oh dearest Firen! I I promise to thee that I'll give you this Dick dick." His dramatized voice brought out a chuckle from me. Sinful pleasures seemed so right with him. He squeezed my hand, and I felt something pinch my skin. I took my hand from him and observed my hand to find a ring made out of ice. I glanced at Vice who was looking to see my reaction. I smiled with utter delight.