04-29-2018, 11:16 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Things were good.
... Scratch that.
Despite wanting to desperately believe things were good and whole in her new world, they were not. Bad things continued to happen, and Suiteheart was unable to do anything to stop it. It hurt her. It hurt her more than words could describe. She wanted to keep her family safe, to make it complete again. She wanted to stop living a lie, but that was harder still. She just wanted things to be normal again. She wanted to wake up one day and feel no regret or remorse for her actions. But she did not get a soft epilogue; she was doomed to a story of unhappy endings it seemed.
And so was her wife.
Vampirism was not uncommon to Suiteheart. She had dealt with it in their past, and should it ever return, she would deal with it again. It no longer frightened her, even if it scared Margaery to death. She would help her love defeat this curse again, or she would at least try until her last breath.
"Margy?" the white feline inquired in a gentle tone as she arrived on scene. Worry burned brightly in her baby blues. Something was very wrong. It took only a few moments for Suite to see the blood around Margaery's maw to realize what had happened. "I'm so sorry," she breathed, shaking her head, watching her dearest love weep.
She padded forward, stopping beside her. She knew Margaery would recoil, disgusted with herself, but Suiteheart would stay. Always. [color=#73B1B7][b]"We'll be okay. You'll be okay. Just breathe, love."
... Scratch that.
Despite wanting to desperately believe things were good and whole in her new world, they were not. Bad things continued to happen, and Suiteheart was unable to do anything to stop it. It hurt her. It hurt her more than words could describe. She wanted to keep her family safe, to make it complete again. She wanted to stop living a lie, but that was harder still. She just wanted things to be normal again. She wanted to wake up one day and feel no regret or remorse for her actions. But she did not get a soft epilogue; she was doomed to a story of unhappy endings it seemed.
And so was her wife.
Vampirism was not uncommon to Suiteheart. She had dealt with it in their past, and should it ever return, she would deal with it again. It no longer frightened her, even if it scared Margaery to death. She would help her love defeat this curse again, or she would at least try until her last breath.
"Margy?" the white feline inquired in a gentle tone as she arrived on scene. Worry burned brightly in her baby blues. Something was very wrong. It took only a few moments for Suite to see the blood around Margaery's maw to realize what had happened. "I'm so sorry," she breathed, shaking her head, watching her dearest love weep.
She padded forward, stopping beside her. She knew Margaery would recoil, disgusted with herself, but Suiteheart would stay. Always. [color=#73B1B7][b]"We'll be okay. You'll be okay. Just breathe, love."
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE