Thread: District 7 (Rave & darkangel76)

As her feelings went through a major crisis for a few moments, it almost seemed like he could sense her distraught. From the slight moments she flushed and her cheeks redenned, to the moments where her smile seemed to dissapear and her body grew cold. At first, he wasn't sure what was occupying her mind so. Was it the fact that he had such horrible powers after all? It was a legititmate reason to leave him, to think he was an odd freak of creation that shouldn't be approached let alone touch the way he did her. It's okay, I understand...you don't want to be around m-- Just then, he paused at what she said, and his eyes grew wide for a moment. He sat there in shock before words finally managed to slip out of his mouth. You...and me? He froze. Instead of running away, this girl was actually willing to stay with him, to take her life and throw it away with him into the pit of chaos. And it would be chaos if someone knew the District 7 monster escaped with a woman and ran off somewhere. They would never be safe, they would always run and settle in the farthest of places. Yet...as absurd as it was, she asked him. Not only did she stay with him, care for him, and be the first person to ever treat him like a human...but she was willing to throw her life away for him. It had taken him a second to realize that the concept of throwing one's life away is only so normal and an every day thing for him, since he lived out here. For her to say such things, for her to take that huge step when her life had probably been littered with suitors and comfort must have taken an incredible amount of courage and a heart so pure and gentle she overthrew the angels he dreamed of. But just as it all seemed angelic, just as he was about to speak back she continued. And oh when she did ,did his heart fall to the pit of his stomach like it never had before. Every word that came out of her lips after that knotted his stomach further, and his touch instantly grew cold and he scooted away from her lightly in a moment of shock. It was a feeling worse than going out into the horde of undead, a feeling worse than being bitten by them, than being alone. At this point, he was further shocked by a feeling he had not experienced in a long time. His cheeks were wet and water dripped down onto his lap from his face, his vision blurred and his eyes itched. He lifted his hands, staring at her still, to touch where the water was and it was streaming down his cheeks without his control. Tears had not been an option here yet...here they were. Finally he mustered up some courage to speak. If this is a joke...I'm not amused...for you to---to tell me that the person I saved from harm...the one I risked my life for, the one I thought to be my angel is the daughter of the man who killed me. Who killed everything I know... He couldn't help but suddenly feel a surge of anger, and acting upon it he stood and stared at her with cold eyes, eyes that reflected the endless suffering of the last twenty years. At heart he knew she was not at fault, but for so long there had been no one to get mad to, he didn't know who to get angry with, all these feelings were lost or locked deep within his core and she was the key to unlock all of them. Are you like him?! He yelled out, unable to control his emotions, his tears yet staining his face. Should I gain my vengeance against the person who literally ended my life and cast me dead right now?!