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We were strange in love, her and I. Too wild to last, too rare to break. ~Atticus
There was so much pain, it erupted from her abdomen and splintered out like cracking ice. She clutched at it like maybe that could stop the pain, but it just made it worse, but you’re supposed to put pressure on the wound right? She was so cold and wet, she’s not sure how she made it this far having been shot off that bridge into the water below.
She didn’t have time for this, Eve was waiting for her, she had to get home to Eve.
Home.
She had no idea where she was, laying on the bank of somewhere. But she was so tired and her hand grew heavy, falling to rest at her side as she stared up into the stars. She didn’t have to fight The Twelve anymore, she was free.
She had to get back to Eve.
My Eve.
How long had she been there? What day was it? Who was she?
She pictured Eve’s face, “ Villanelle, look at the mess you’ve made. There’s blood everywhere ,” Eve’s voice echoed to her as if she was there.
“I’m sorry, honey,” Villanelle weakly said to no one.
“You better clean it up.”
“I will. I’m just so tired...so...let me rest my eyes,” Villanelle pleaded, her eyes getting heavier.
“ It’s okay, darling, you can rest now ,” Eve said with the sweetest smile.
Villanelle smiled back, “I love...you.”
She wasn’t so cold anymore and she barely felt the pain but she did feel the darkness coming on. She didn’t want to go alone in the darkness, she wanted the light, she wanted Eve.
Villanelle always thought that if she was to be reincarnated maybe she’d be reborn with a second chance, surrounded by love, carefree, happy, and normal.
She had been born to meet Eve, she just knew it, she’d seen the red string for as long as she could remember. Leading her to the only true love she’s ever known, even if it was a bit messed up. It’d been a rocky start but they’d found their way to each other eventually, well Villanelle found her way first, it took Eve a little longer but she got there too and Villanelle was happily waiting.
She wished she’d be reborn to love Eve and to be loved by Eve again. How would she recognize her again? Her soul would recognize Eve’s in any lifetime, she was her soulmate.
She’d definitely find her again. She hadn’t even had the chance to make her Mustache's shepherds pie yet. She wanted to dance with her again. Make her laugh. Never make her cry again. Buy her clothes. Wake up next to her. Come home to someone. Watch movies with her. Love her.
Please, I want to live!