“There are something you don’t want to know, trust me,” He says flashing a wry smile as he gets to his feet. “Now, if you don’t mind, I have other more important things to do tonight.” ”You’re lying,” she says, grabbing him by the arm, his eyes erupt with power.
“So, you’re denying it then?” ”Of course I’m fucking denying it! I never touched any of them, why would I?” He says wriggling his way free from their grip. “What’s that supposed to mean?” ”What’s, what supposed to mean?” He says confused. ”What does ‘why would you’ mean?” ”The fuck?”
Derek pulls himself to his knees, using the headstone to brace himself against. He tastes the saltiness of his blood, feeling around in his mouth with his tongue, he touches the broken roots that remain from where his teeth once were, then spits a mouthful of blood to the ground.
“That’s not what I was hoping you would say,” Jerome says, his head dropping forward as tears stream down his face. She smiles softly, places a hand on his shoulder. ”It’s for the better this way. We are worlds apart you and I, an eternity even,” she says, squeezing him.
That’s when I knew I had gone too far down the staircase, I had filed to heed that stupid whores warnings, and I had, sadly, walked down into exactly what I had originally said would be happening. Charles looked towards me, through eyes not his, smiling as I wet myself.
“You think, after all these years, after countless men, men greater than you, men who did more than you could ever dream to do,” he says, lifting Cassidy’s broken, bloody body from the ground. “What made you think you would be the one to claim me?” ”B-B-B-Because you’ve gotten old.”
“If you would all stop your pathetic sniveling, I’ll move onto something uplifting, rather than me ranting and raving about how I actually feel about you all,” he says, looking around the now silent classroom. ”That’s much better, how refreshing it is to actually have you all listening for once.”
“I cannot be what you want me to be,” she says, gently placing a hand on his. His bottom lip trembles as he fights back the tears, “Why?” ”You know my answer.” ”Then you’ll also know what I’ll do to them, won’t you? They’ll all suffer because of you?” ”Yes.”
He falls to his knees, clutching at his throat as blood gushes from it, perfectly in tune with his heart. He tumbled forward, hitting the ground with such force, that his head vibrates like a metal drummers cymbal, and, as everything goes dark, he catches a glimpse of her smile.
He feels something tear into his stomach, the pain unbearable. He tries to scream, but a strong hand grips his mouth, forcing it closed. He feels a warm breath against the side of his face, and a slow hiss builds next to his left ear. ”Hello Kliver, I missed you.”