Chaotic Fates (On-hold)

Chapter 12: Perfect Doesn't last

I would have bet on us
We were untouchable you and I
I couldn't get enough
It was a fairy tale come to life
I had your heart
At least that's what I taught
Now I am second guessing every
moment
Wandering were we went so wrong
I just keep asking
Would this have been worth it
If I knew the ending all along
What started so perfect
Was over too fast
I should have seen the warning signs
Cause perfect doesn't last

- perfect doesn't last

A/N

The lyrics are from a song that really seems to connect with their love story

Amy's pov

He cupped my face with his big hands forcing me to gaze up in to his eyes.

" I love you beasty, please don't leave me" He pleaded gently with expectant eyes. We stared at each other as if it was to win a contest. Our eyes connected in a way that made my thoughts disappear.

But it is over

" No I don't trust you" I said finally pushing his hands away with all the strength I have.

I passed his board muscluar body and proceed to get back to my house,but he grapped my wrist preventing me from moving any further.

" I won't give up. You will see. I will prove it. We are far from over beasty" He softly husked sending shivers down my spine. He let go my wrist.

I sighed deeply.

He never listens to me.

I didn't say anything I just went leaving our last moment in total silence. I know every word counts but every silence counts too.

I ran back to my house. The tears sliping every now and then.I wasn't even feeling the cold hit my cheeks. There was far more colder thing now. My heart.

I fell in love with my nightmare my own demon. I wiped my tears getting in to my house and locking it.I tip toed upstairs slowly not to make a sound.

" You can't even sneak out right can you?" I heard Carla's voice.
The lights were turned on. Carla was standing there smirking.

" Hey Carla...... I...was.... out for some walk."I avoided her eyes.

Yea way to go Amelia! She won't buy it!

" A walk huh? In the middle of the night?" She asked amused by my answer.

" Yeah I couldn't sleep" I said sheepishly internally crusing for not having a better answer.

" Well let me warm some milk for you. It might help" she smiled heading to the kitchen

Wait! that's it I taught she was gonna behead me for going out at this time.

" um...... thanks but I think I could sleep now. You should sleep too." I suggested.

" Oh stop that. I am your mother. I have to care of you" she smiled looking at me with her motherly eyes.

" thanks carla " I grinned.

She is right. She is my mother.

She brought a warm blanket wrapping me like I was a little girl. She warmed the milk telling me some of my childhood stories like when I used to cry for not being taller than my father. She warmed my soul like a wildfire. Mothers really do know how to fix their broken children. She patted my hair with her soft hands calming me. My noristls were filled in her strawberry scent.