You don't know what it is you're expecting Knox to say, but it is certainly not what spills past his lips. He ushers you to stand and you do so even though you are bone tired and ready to sleep for weeks. He tells you that Manhattan has told him that what he feels is love and there is something in you that believes him. Is it because you are so starved for love and affection that you crave it like the desert craves rain? Whatever it is you want to believe him and that desire to believe, that desire to be loved makes it easier for you to accept Knox's advances.
He steps closer to you and you can feel the heat of his body and you reach out to him, you bump your muzzle against his face and you step toward him. Your muzzle moves along his neck and when you stop you rest your cheek against his neck. When you stop you remember the last time you heard a confession of love, how easily it slipped past Dovev's lips. 'Aylin...I love you too.' Surely this stallion who is having so much trouble explaining what it is he feels, who relies so heavily on Manhattan to explain his own feelings to him has to be Knox.
"...okay." You whisper against his neck and as you do so you feel the flutter of your heart; excitement and fear. "...but promise me." You continue, your voice still a hushed whisper. "Promise me you'll stay..."
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flashback:
He whispers your name in a tone that you've never heard pass his lips and you are confused. "...what?" Your voice shakes, your body trembles because you can feel in your bones that something is not right. "Who…?" But you're interrupted by a profession of love that leaves you speechless and even more confused than you were mere seconds ago. Your ears rotate back against your head and you frown but you have little time to work out what you heard and who it was that said the words. You've longed so long to be told that you are loved and now that you've heard it you don't know if you can believe it.
...but you want to.
Your breath is taken away as he bites down on your neck and you know, instantly, that it was not Knox that spoke to you. It is still Dovev the monster. You whimper as his teeth splits your flesh and your instinct screams at you to retaliate, to use the horn that sits perched atop your head and stab him but you don't. You can't.
He lets go and you stumble back a step, your emerald eyes wide as you stare, unseeing, in his direction. "You are no light Dovev." You mutter. "You are nothing but a parasite. All you do is use him. Without Knox your spirit would still be locked away, buried somewhere deep and forgotten where it should be." You snort, trying to ignore the ache in your neck. "Without Knox you are nothing."
You stumble as he brushes past you, but you turn and you try to follow after him because Knox has to return sometime. He just has to. And when he does you hope that he can fix your eyes, that he can undo the evil that Dovev has done to you, but you stumble, you trip, you fall and there is no one there for you. "Knox... Manhattan..." You whisper their names, you want to scream for them, but what's the point?
As you lay there in the mud you begin to cry and as time passes you realize just how lost you are in the darkness.
"."
aylin
healing hands of love like the stars shiny shiny from above
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