❝ AND ALL I DO IS CRY AND COMPLAIN, BECAUSE SECOND'S NOT THE SAME. ❞
"Our families will hang us both if a single word is spoken to them about this," Elisabeth whispered, the crown of flowers perched on her head slowly beginning to droop and die out. Alec found some sort of comfort in the resemblance he felt towards the array of flowers; he was slowly beginning to droop and die, too. His petals had opened and bloomed long ago, turned into a flower that he had never wanted to be, and, now, he was slowly killing himself with his own mind; petal by petal, leaf by leaf.
"I know they will, Elisabeth." He sighed, letting his head fall against the windowpane. "Then again, there's absolutely nothing we can do about it. Our families run by their religion, while we run by our hearts - and I swear - I promise you, my friend, that one day, I'll change all of this. I don't care if they end both me and Lucas; it'll all be worth it in the end."
royalty boyxboy au
discontinued for now
trigger warnings for forced marriage and alcoholism.
(some facts may not be correct, but, then again, this is just a work of fiction.)
"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me.
"Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure.
"With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his.
Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered.
As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath.
Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree.
Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell.
I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood!
He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...