Love, Blood, and Bullets (Sequel to Once in a Blue Moon)

Boyz 2 Men (and Girlz staying girlz)

Y/n's POV

"Your dead Pietro. "I said, tears streaming down my face, I looked down so he wouldn't see.

His eyes were even bluer because of his tears, and he had gotten older. His bright blonde hair had darkened slightly and he had gotten 5 inches taller, he looked like a man now, and I was stuck as a small 16 year old girl.

"Y/n, I died saving your father and a little boy, there wasn't another option." Pietro said, I looked back up to his eyes.

"You saved my Dad?" I asked, worried about him. Pietro nodded and I hugged him, and the only sound that came out of my mouth was a muffled thank you.

We stood on the porch for what seemed to be hours, just hugging and weeping, and before we knew it it was beginning to get dark.

"Let's go inside and have something to eat." I said, wanting to get out of the cool night.

"Sounds like a plan love," Pietro said, wrapping his arm around me as we went into my home.

My house is simple, but big, the floors are all cherry hard wood and the walls are mostly dark brown. My furniture is leather and a large fireplace takes up a wall in my living room. You see, when you go to Valhalla, you get to chose how and where you live, I chose a small ranch near New York (the cities are the same as earths, just safer and more beautiful), just because I knew the area, and I missed home. The kitchen is my favourite part of the house, all white marble counter tops and black cupboards, I learned how to cook specifically so I could use the beautiful kitchen. The issue with cooking, and food I guess, is that souls don't get hungry, the only reason the people of Valhalla still eat is out of the sheer enjoyment and pleasure of eating, and to keep routine, to make them feel more alive if you will.

We walked into my house and Pietro immediately gasped.

"Y/n this house is absolutely beautiful." He let go of me and started wandering around the place, picking up art pieces and blankets. "How did you afford this place?" He looked at me with wide eyes.

"Pietro, it's Valhalla, anything you can dream can be given to you."

"Wow, but you were so young when you died, how did you know what to do my love?"

I didn't like that. I knew the only issue with Pietro being here is that he is now "older" than me, by almost 11 years. I was scared that he wouldn't love me anymore, and that he would think I was too young.

"Pietro, I was not a child when I died, sure I was young, but I knew what I wanted."

Pietro looked at me and apologized, "I'm sorry y/n, it's just been so long since you were with me. It was too long."

I told him it was fine, went to the kitchen, and started making some chicken. Before long I felt a pair of warm hands wrap around my waist, followed by a large body pressed up against my back. Pietro started softly singing a Sokovian love song in my ear, and we started swaying to the music.

"I missed you so much Pietro," I said, leaning into him.

"Hmmm I missed you too my love." He hummed in my ear. We swayed and danced until the food was ready, and then we sat down to eat at the large maple dining room table.

Pietro dug right in and moaned, "y/n this food is amazing! Where did you learn how to do this?"

I chuckled and told him, "When you have 10 years to yourself, you learn a lot."

I put another bite of food into my mouth and look at the man sitting across from me, he was so much older than when I last saw him, he even had a shadow of a beard on his face. I immediately felt sick to my stomach, he was a full grown man now, I was still a girl physically, mentally I kept aging, but that's not the point. Men like Women, not girls, how would he ever like how I looked anymore?

"Y/n, are you alright?" You look like your about to be sick." Pietro said, worriedly.

"Pietro, your all grown up now, I'm a woman trapped in a girls body. How could you ever think I'm attractive?" A tear slid down my cheek, I looked up to see Pietro walking on my table towards me. "Piet what are you doing? Get down."

He pushed my chair out and crouched down in front of me with his hands on my thighs.

"Y/n, I loved you 10 years ago, I love you today, I'll love you tomorrow. You are still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and you are the most beautiful I will ever see. Period." He scooped me up, he felt stronger, and he had grown up so much since we were 16.

"Y/n, I love you so much, don't ever doubt it." I kissed him, and the kiss deepened quickly. Pietro let me down and pushed me against the kitchen cupboards, I pulled away, panting.

"Pietro, I want to, I really do, but it feels weird kissing you now that your an adult.

He looked at me with sad eyes, "Y/n, I need to kiss you, I haven't been able to for 10 years!" He leaned in again and I backed away.

"Piet, let's just take it slow, I don't want to rush into anything, we have the rest of eternity to be together, maybe we could get married at some point too."

His ears perked up when I said married. He always used to talk about running away and getting married.

"Okay darling, we can go slow, but you know I'm not very good at that." Pietro said, with a wink.

"Oh trust me, I know speedy." I giggled.

Pietro yawned, "Y/n, is there a spare bedroom in this place, dying really made me tired."

I looked at him, "Oh no Speedy, I said slow, not sloth slow, you're sleeping in my room with me tonight.

Pietro grinned, "I thought you'd never ask love."

That night I fell asleep in my love's arms for the first time, and it was the best moment of my life, well, my afterlife I suppose.

Guess who's back. Back again.

Hello all you lovely people! I'm back in business! Now that I have all this spare time on my hands because of Corona, I'll be writing more! I hope you guys are doing alright, just DM me if you need someone to talk to!

Love, Jaz