(OC: Lusa; The Love Letter; Cexcells, Blaqk Audio)
WC: 377
Rating: G
What could you see?
What could you find?
If we meet please avert your eyes.
What I'd never show, what you'll never find
Is explosive so hide your eyes.
She rarely flew into fits - but that was a lie. They were just inside her mind, when she was with her. But now that she was alone, on her own, they came to the surface far too often. Maybe that was why he left. Her second love - the first she had killed, literally with her own hand.
That night, they had fought. He had sworn it was the last - he couldn't take it anymore. Not all those years, spent in nothing but fruitless battles against one another. One night they would scream and tear their hair out, the next end in tears and each others arms.
"It's making me insane, even more than you," James would say, in his own quiet voice. Hers would shriek, would climb up their skin like ants, would try to push and pull and demand their own way.
"I can't take it any more. I'm leaving. Just...look away," he would reply, in a solemn monologue. She left first, as if that would make him stay. But she came back - a game, perhaps, where if she left, he would realize how much he cared and stay. Stay firmly in place like a rooted tree, the thing she needed to stay sane.
No - he was gone when she came back. The apartment, a small loft in Paris, was empty of all of his belongings, all trace of him. The only thing that remained was his smell - even the dead have a scent, especially a loved one. Perfume to the lover, she screamed and tore at her mind, unable to relieve herself of the images that came flooding through. She broke every picture in the apartment, destroyed every knick-knack that reminded her of him. Crushed everything under heel until there was nothing but chaos - so the apartment mimicked her mind.
She spent two weeks in the corner of the apartment in a dead silence - one night of nothing but screams, then nothing but utter silence scared the landlady, and when she found the room the way it was, she kicked Lusa out onto the street. Of course the vampire could've done otherwise, could've stopped the woman and convinced her of otherwise, but the girl no longer cared.
Rating: G
What could you see?
What could you find?
If we meet please avert your eyes.
What I'd never show, what you'll never find
Is explosive so hide your eyes.
She rarely flew into fits - but that was a lie. They were just inside her mind, when she was with her. But now that she was alone, on her own, they came to the surface far too often. Maybe that was why he left. Her second love - the first she had killed, literally with her own hand.
That night, they had fought. He had sworn it was the last - he couldn't take it anymore. Not all those years, spent in nothing but fruitless battles against one another. One night they would scream and tear their hair out, the next end in tears and each others arms.
"It's making me insane, even more than you," James would say, in his own quiet voice. Hers would shriek, would climb up their skin like ants, would try to push and pull and demand their own way.
"I can't take it any more. I'm leaving. Just...look away," he would reply, in a solemn monologue. She left first, as if that would make him stay. But she came back - a game, perhaps, where if she left, he would realize how much he cared and stay. Stay firmly in place like a rooted tree, the thing she needed to stay sane.
No - he was gone when she came back. The apartment, a small loft in Paris, was empty of all of his belongings, all trace of him. The only thing that remained was his smell - even the dead have a scent, especially a loved one. Perfume to the lover, she screamed and tore at her mind, unable to relieve herself of the images that came flooding through. She broke every picture in the apartment, destroyed every knick-knack that reminded her of him. Crushed everything under heel until there was nothing but chaos - so the apartment mimicked her mind.
She spent two weeks in the corner of the apartment in a dead silence - one night of nothing but screams, then nothing but utter silence scared the landlady, and when she found the room the way it was, she kicked Lusa out onto the street. Of course the vampire could've done otherwise, could've stopped the woman and convinced her of otherwise, but the girl no longer cared.