Some Devil Is Stuck Inside Of Me

[agentminiskirt]

Who: Daisychain!Aya Brea and Kyle Madigan.
What: “Always and forever” is such a long and lonely time.
Where: Eames Aya’s townhouse.
When: Late Sunday night.
Warnings: Jearing.
Notes: Soundtrack Start.

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[biggestdouche]

It was hard to sleep with everything that had been going on. Every time he closed his eyes all he could see was masks, leaning over him with their sickening fake smiles, shrill laughter filling his ears.
worthless, they chime.
And so, he sat on the couch, waiting. For what, he wasn't sure. Aya left days ago and there was nothing he could do to stop her, to keep her here; he couldn't protect her from that monster that came from the depths of hell itself. There was nothing he could do but watch her tremble in fear, watch her apologize for his death, speak of things he couldn't even comprehend-the things that haunted him, stuck to his mind, kept him up-until she decided to leave.

(I should have gone, the words echoed through his mind. Guilt swallowing him up, consuming every part of him. He should have protected her, kept her safe, but he was too busy facing things he couldn't explain. I should have gone after her.

-I was looking for you.His fingers slowly edged out to curl around half-empty glass of water on the table in front of him

[agentminiskirt]

The sound of shattering glass stopped Aya’s footsteps in the foyer, startled by the unexpected violence. Hearing the voice calling her name afterwards unnerved her-it was one that she hadn’t heard in a very long time...

Slowly, she crept around the corner of the doorway, half of her face staring back at him. Her heart begun to sink in her chest, a lump forming in her throat. To anyone else, it was just Kyle Madigan. To her, it was like looking at a ghost.

Don’t be foolish. This one’s alive.

Her shoulders slumped, her words caught in her throat when her mind raced to think of a reply.

This was not possible.
i watched you die...

Little by little, she shuffled from the corner, glancing around the room, and then back at Kyle. Her mouth opened to speak, but once again the words were swallowed by the cloud inside her mind.

There was so much she wanted to tell him.

Funny... This almost looks like where we used to live.

Afraid to speak, too scared of saying the wrong thing... all she could do was nod.

[biggestdouche]

For a moment, all he could do was stare at her. Even though it had only been a few days since she had left, the comforting sense that she was alright made him feel less tense. She was here, alive, standing in front of him.

"I..." he took a step forward, the words twist in his mouth. He's unsure of what he should say.
i've missed you, he wants to say.
but it doesn't sound like him.
It doesn't take long for him to realize that there's something different about her, something in her eyes that he couldn't quite explain, but there was a sense of sadness he hadn't seen before. Even shrouded in the darkness, he could see that this Aya did not belong to him-it was one that he had only briefly encountered before-who now stood before him.

This wasn't their house.

I'm sorry, she says.for what?

"Are you alright?"

[agentminiskirt]

When he stared at her, all she could do was stare back.

It was more than just seeing a ghost. As she stepped forward, her eyes adjusting to the light, she began to notice something different about him as well. He spoke in that same voice she always remembered, and that’s when it hit her...

What’s the last thing you remember?

I remember you Aya. I remember lots of stars.

“I’m fine...”

Did Kyle run away?

Once she was close enough to, her hands reached up. Tentative, as though she feared that if she didn’t handle this with any amount of delicacy, the mirage standing before her might very well shatter to pieces-gone from her grasp forever.

He did not shatter to pieces when her rough fingertips met his face. Her distant eyes studied his, reading every feature of his that she had learned by heart throughout the years she had been with him.

Finally, she breathed. “You’re younger.”

Just like her...