A Darker Shade of Violet

Well, Fuck, We're All Gonna Die

My chest tightened.

There was my Vio, hands around a mallet standing in front of the one thing that brought me to this world, brought me to his. And he was gonna shatter it; he was gonna kill me, for them.

My chest tightened more.

I wasn't sure when exactly I got the courage to do something like that; maybe it had been while he was reading and I watching his calm, serene expression, or when I asked him what he was reading and he went into one of his adorable rants about the plot and characters, or maybe it was when he yawned and placed it down. But all of a sudden, I couldn't take it anymore and I kissed him on the cheek.

He blinked, and at first, I think he was surprised, but then he looked at me, and I didn't see surprise, I saw something else. His hand was around mine and he asked me if I was going to give him a "real kiss." After these couple days of flirting, I hadn't realized how much I wanted to. But I complied and when we pulled away I was trailing a finger down his chest and telling him all the spots I wanted to kiss next. And then he kissed me on the cheek and I saw something in his eyes, and it was dark and beautiful.

"I think I love you," I confessed.

The world stopped spinning, and I heard his breath hitch. "...I think I feel the same way."  He was blushing, I realized. 

And I kissed him again, and his hand slid down my lower back and into my tights, and he was all of a sudden squeezing my ass. And I moaned out for him to strip and he did and then I...

Oh, he moaned so loud. I loved him, I loved him so much, and I loved this intimate moment I got to share with him almost more. 

I said I loved him and wanted to be with him, and that he meant everything to me and he didn't respond with anything other than a kiss to my forehead.

I let that traitor touch me like that, and the fact made me feel sick. Had he been touching me like that while thinking about how he was going to get away with breaking the stupid thing?

He hurt me. And now I had to do something, but I didn't want to do anything, I didn't want to hurt him. I loved him, even though I was beyond angry. He was thill the love of my life, I couldn't kill him.

I loved him.

I watched him try to shatter the mirror, again and again, and again, and I never heard glass break, I heard my heart. My chest kept tightening, I couldn't breathe.

Why would he do something like that?

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Well, at least I wasn't dead yet.

Damnit, why did I let myself get caught? I hadn't thought it through, I just figured that since glass was fragile, I could break the Dark Mirror, I didn't think about what it would do to Shadow or my relationship with him. I didn't think about what would happen if I got caught.

Apparently, this would happen if you got caught!

I sighed and leaned against the wall, slowly falling to the floor. How could I be so stupid? Of course, this would happen. Of course, I would be caught.

And now I was absolutely screwed. 

I could've talked to him. We could have been happy. But the longer we didn't stop him, the more people would be harmed. Even if he didn't deserve this, I had had to do it.

But now none of it mattered.