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*She had loved him. So deeply it felt like he was her whole world. But when she started to feel that he only wanted her body it hurt. That intense love she felt cut her deeply. She had to get away, at least for a little while. Lord knew she couldn't stay away from him forever. She'd told him, told him she needed a little space. That shed be back soon. He hadn't waited.
He'd hunted her down and dragged her back. Locked her away from the world where no one else could find her. It was dark, and uncomfortably warm. She'd been chained to the room, unable to go more than a few feet in any direction. It was terrifying and exhausting and all she wanted to do was sleep. Then he'd come for her. To force feed her and bathe her. But more than either of those he came to have her. And heaven help her, she still loved him.
So she apologized. Every time he came down to her she pleaded with him to forgive her. However, it always fell on deaf ears. So she'd tried to show him. She'd stopped fighting him when he took her. Given in to his whims. Kissed him with what little strength she had left. All to apologize to him for hurting him. But that didn't matter to him and she could tell. And so she was left with only one way she could see to make it up to him.
She found something sharp, probably a shard of some cookware, and cut herself. Cut deep and long s that her blood flowed like water. And she wrote of her love for him in her native tongue on the walls and on the floor. And with the last of her strength and life she cut out her heart to offer to him. Even with her last breaths she prayed for his forgiveness. Such was her love.*
 True Form Shiki Misaki · Thu Jul 02, 2009 @ 01:39am · 0 Comments |
