Grace- “Phoenix…” I gasped in between, none of us wanting to part slash ruin slash destroy, this beautiful time. “Say it again…” he whispered under his breath, his hands touching the tissue beneath my skin. “What?”“My name…” “Oh you mean… PhOeNiXy?” I chuckled in a low voice teasing him. His gaze buried on me, carving something called a smile out. “So, you like making jokes?” he led me to the bed and thumped our body on it. His hands squirming on my frame and I felt an insane need to laugh. “Will you tease me again?” his eyes bright, beaming with happiness. His words full of love, melting my heart and I let my guard down. I let it down, only before him. A slight giggle escaping from my mouth, an uncertainty of happiness taking over. How long will it last? A few days, minutes, seconds or… until he dies? Because of me. “Gracie… you’re smile is beautiful…” his hands stopped, his eyes stopped, I believe my heart stopped as well. “You’re a miracle Grace… you’re my miracle.” He
Grace- His silence shut me down rather than the words that fell out of his mouth. Shouldn’t I go after him? And do what… chase him like darkness? A life like mine, there’s no such thing as ‘happiness’, in it. How can I be so dumb and still look for it? What I see in this obscurity is hands that smell like blood and cigarette and not roses and ‘Phoenix’. But I want to run from this reality, hide in a box, a reality where I broke a pure heart, a heart of gold, something I never had, something I can never have,something I will never have. Because that’s me, a demon, a young demon, who voluntarily chooses the moon over the sun, the dark over bright,and the night over daylight. I sniffled, not wanting to bawl but it’s like the chains that were tying me are now broken, letting my spirit roam free and the first things it wants is to cry. Because my only hope of happiness is gone, because the smile I had had only lasted a few seconds, the dreams I saw will become nightmares because
Grace- I haven't seen Phoenix for days, it’s like he has vanished into thin air. Even the finest line of my body is screaming that he’s gone, but my heart doesn’t want to listen. As if waiting for him would change anything, he left, for good. Maybe I sent him far away, where he’s better off without me. But my heart aches, every time I look at my door, there’s nothing but emptiness. And our happy place is giving me sorrows, I’ve never felt this lonely before. I never really needed people in my life, but ever since he entered in it, filling that void, and now that he’s gone, I'm realizing how much I needed it, how much I need him. He gave me twice the void I had before, he gave me pain to go through it alone and while I thought I’ll have him by my side no matter, I'm standing here,alone,and the worst part is,I can’t even blame him. Levi hadn’t touched me since that night, that little moment of sorry, he said if sorry had a meaning, but even if it had, would he know it? Would h
Grace- “That’s the problem… u run.” He held my hand; I realized staying will make me weak. Weak enough to give in. “Because when I stay, I destroy things.” I jerked his hands off and ran inside. I locked myself inside my room, the small box, under the bed, hiding from eyes,eyes that belong to me,eyes that are cussing at me,My bones are stained with sins, scorched from fires, broken by betrayal, soaked with blood so I have no right to impure that soul. Darkness seeks light not to gleam itself but to take it’s shine, consume it, kill it. And I’ll do my best to stay away from him. End it before starting it, the tears falling from my eyes might dry, but his blood on my hands will never fade. My soul is too dark for him, and if I remind myself about my murk, I’ll realize that I don’t deserve peace. “Grace…” I heard a knock on the door, my body flinched and I squatted into the smallest space available. I couldn’t move, I didn’t want to. Another bang and I looked at the silhouette
Grace- He opened his eyes, with a wide smirk appearing on his lips. He was laughing at me, my stupidity because I thought I could win, I could escape,from the hell he created. But I take the charge, I burn the walls, and I break free. He didn’t budge from his place; he wasn’t scared of death I saw it in his eyes. His jade green eyes, deep, vibrant green that look almost like turquoise smiled before his lips curved upwards. “Angel… are you scared?” I'm good at hiding it but he’s an expert in finding it. He found the dread inside me; he found my hands trembling no matter how hard I tried to conceal. I'm not scared,I'm not scared,I'm not scared of him, because I can burn him, I have the power, I have the will. “I can kill you…” I let out a low voice, though I want to shout. “I will kill you…” I placed my finger on trigger, I glared at him, with hungry eyes, hungry for his blood. I closed my eyes and pressed the trigger, a sound little to nothing as if I clicked a switch, I ope
Grace- I dropped Grey and went back home, because I saw him, standing at the door, waiting for me. He was my home. Our eyes met and my heart palpitated, longing for his warmth. But what’s the point in hoping, hope is such a negative word,we hope for things,and we keep on hoping,knowing that’ll never happen. Just like I know, Phoenix and I, we will never happen. I got down from the car, Luther opened the door for me, however I was too lost, searching for a Grace in Phoenix’s eyes. A Grace that was gone,33. Other than beauty? he walked inside, he didn’t look at me, like I don’t exist. I believed he’d wait for me but the world doesn’t stop,if we go to sleep,if we die. It moves on as if a leaf had fallen and no one is affected by it, my steps wanted to follow him, my heart wanted to follow him and I did. “Ms. Grace…” but before I could, Luther stopped me. His head gazing at his toes. “Is something bothering you?” He questioned sending chills all over my body, did I make it t
Grace- “I---I… t---there was j---just something on m---my fa---face, he---” he started leaving, his eyes startled and I jerked my hand off, breaking free from Phoenix’s grip. “Luther… p---please d---don’t tell Levi. He---” I nearly begged, my hand gripped around his, trying to stop him. I felt like I'm going to die soon, this is hell, no, I'm on my way to hell, Levi will push me inside it. Luther didn’t say a word, he wasn’t looking at me. “Grace… step back.” Phoenix uttered, I couldn’t as if I ignored him, because if I listened to my heart, he’ll end up dead, just like those bodies, I saw. Luther was the one who killed them but Levi gave the orders, and both of them are equally dangerous. “Ms. Grace, let go of my hand, I don’t want to hurt you…” Luther uttered, his gaze still not meeting mine, I can see how devoted he is to his master, and that scares me. “Hurt her? Try touching her and you’ll see what landing in hell feels like…” Phoenix strolled in my direction. He held my ha
Grace- “Luther t---told me about the ball so, I---I stopped by at a shop to buy a d---dress…” I didn’t have control on my stammering and he raised an eyebrow. It was the only thing I could think of, “is it true Luther?” I'm screwed, I'm dead, my wings will be chopped off before I take off. Luther walked inside, his gaze looking at the white marble beneath us. I want to run before he opens his mouth, before he outs me, I have to jump from that window and escape. “Yes, Boss…” my eyes went wide as Luther helped me without even pleading. I wanted to cry, I wanted hug him, thank him for not ruining my dreams. “Well then, save it for later and wear the one brought for you, okay?” Levi didn’t dwell much into the details, he seemed happy. But the trust he has over his man Luther, I don’t know what to call it. I'm ruining bonds, and maybe Luther’s life is in danger too because of me. “Also, I don’t want any chaos tonight. Please behave well for me, angel.” He took a stride in my d