Frozen inside without your touch,
Without your love, darling
Only you are the life
Among the dead
BAGGINS
Maia's P.O.V.
After breakfast, we went outside. We played, then hugged each other. Lucius wrote in his notebook.
My angelic pussycat.
I giggled, then said, "My demonic pocky butt."
My demon goth.
"My angel emo."
My sweetface.
"My cuddly scarface."
We continued to say romantic words about each other until Jack called us inside. He gave us the "Mom Look". "Now what were you doing?" "Um, we were calling each other romantic names."
"Such as?"
"Um, Lucius called me an 'angelic pussycat' by writing it, then I said, 'My demonic pocky butt.' Then, he wrote, 'My demon goth'. Then, I said, 'My angel emo'. Then, he wrote, 'My sweetface', and then I said, 'My cuddly scarface'."
"Well, those are kind of inappropriate things to say, but since you weren't saying anything that has something to do with 'adult stuff', you're fine." I stare at Lucius as he does the same thing. He kisses me, then hugs me again. He wraps his arms around me, dipping me like we were ballroom dancing and kisses my neck.
Lucius' P.O.V.
That night, we went to a barbecue. During the barbecue, we saw some kids torturing a raven. Finally, one of the boys sees us. "Who are you?" One boy asked. "It's the kid from the mansion." Another boy said.
"His parents are dead!"
"His parents are dead... and he killed them dead!"
"He did not. They died in a fire, Dave." A girl said.
"I heard that his dad killed his mom with a nail gun." Another boy said. Everyone looks at us in deep disgust. "Is that true?" Another boy asked.
"You're right. Mute and crazy. What is he going to do? Tell on us?" Seriously?! Does it look like I want to tell on those d*uchebags? No. I have better plans than that. "Stop it!" Maia said, bursting into tears. "Quit bullying my friend!"
"Oh, really?! More like BOYfriend!" The kids laughed. I angrily used my power to kill the raven. The raven's blood splattered, making the blood-covered kids run. I wrap my arms around Maia. She cried into my shoulder.
Shhhh. Shhhh. It is okay, Maia. The problem is solved.
"He h-h-h-h-hurt my f-feelings!" She yelled between those sobs. I held her tighter.
It is okay. Yes, squeeze me.
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Lucius And Maia: A Love Story
TerrorMeet Maia Baggins. She is a beautiful, angelic white-haired and silver-blue eyed orphaned child whose adoptive blonde haired parents were abusive to her and they constantly get drunk. When Maia was six, she approached Lucius Wagner, a creepy boy who...
