Wills POV
I was alone again. Grell shouldn't have forgave me. I felt awful. I can still remember her touch. So gentle. I should die. Nothing felt right now. Everything was falling apart. Such a pretty face. I shouldn't have let myself go. I can remember all my sins of the night before. God why did I even do those things. I have lived by a code all my life, you get in my way I get in yours. I barely knew her. I almost killed her. That night. That night got me back in my old ways; a cheat, a scandal. I don't know how to fix it. Grell got me out last time, maybe she could do it again. I didn't know how to get help. My thirst for the young intensified, I hated it; it was like I was being controlled. I no longer had control. I never let it show. I couldn't let it show. For my rose. Nothing. Nothing made sense anymore. I tried to kill myself ten times over before remembering that a reaper cant die like that. I needed help. I knew only one that could help, someone who could maybe get the voices to stop. I couldn't tell them. I knew that. Nothing could save me now. I am now and forever stuck in the dark. My time as a mortal was an awful experience. I felt as if I was turning into my farther who was a drunk with a heart of a paedophile. I was turning into the man I had known forever, and who had used me for pleasure.
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just a dream (grellium)
Romanceif words could be broken down what could they say? If never letting go could be a death sentence, most of us would be gone. it would be weakness to kill a rose and strength to spare it, but your actions can never be broken, even if it's just a dream.
