awakened
479 Words
*Max’s POV*
She’s been out for six months. I can’t keep waiting. I pace around anxiously, thinking, she's gone. I’ve killed her. Then I hear light shifting, and the covers slowly falling. I whip around to see her gazing around her, as if in a trance. I was at her side in seconds, helping her sit up. “My love, are you awake?” I ask her softly. She gasps. “Yes… yes, I’m very much awake.” she then slapped me across the face. “How dare you?! I bet you were out with other women, lying to me like this! Why I have the mind t-” I stopped her by crashing my lips onto hers. I pull away after awhile, saying harshly, “I am yours and yours alone, do you understand?” she stared at me. “Do you understand?!” I hiss at her. “Y-yes, Max.” she stutters, terrified. I hugged her whispering sorry so much that I didn’t notice when she stood up, me clinging to her legs. I thought she was leaving me, so I sobbed, “don’t! I-I’m sorry, I’ll be better, I promise!” she looked at me confused, and said, “what in hell’s name are you talking about?” “ i t-thought you were leav-ving m-me.” I said sniffling. She laughed. “Good god no! How am I supposed to go on without you by my side, love?” she asked, kneeling down beside me, placing her hand under my chin, forcing me to look at her.
*Paris’s POV*
She looked at me with such sad and hopeful eyes, that I couldn't resist kissing her. She tasted amazing, and her breath smelled of berries and wild fruit. “Never fear, my love,” I murmured against her lips, “ for as long as I shall live, (a/n: see the irony?) my heart will remain yours… forever.” her lips crashed on mine, leaving me breathless. She kissed me rougher, pushing me until my back was against the floor. She pulled away, and looked at me in wonder. “Take me, for I am forever yours.” she looked at me and smiled so happily, that i couldn’t resist, grinning back. “With pleasure, my sweet.”
*random maid’s POV*
Why can’t a lady clean without having to listen to people ‘enjoy themselves’ *rolls eyes* I mean, come on! I was walking by the masters room, and all i could hear, were things my virgin ears couldn’t handle, so i started to have a nosebleed. A f*****g nosebleed! I haven't had a nosebleed since, well, middle school! Damn kids……..
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