GRISHAVERSE X READERS

GOODBYE [THE DARKLING]

Prompt: C40. "I can't do this anymore."

A/N: I hope you like it! (And a reminder for everyone who's new, I don't write anything fluffy for The Darkling)

Warnings: angst, fight, break-up, some slight spoilers from the show

Word count: 555

You had finally caught him. You finally saw clearly, storming into Aleksander's office, confronting him about actually being The Darkling who had murdered thousands of innocent people. He had lied to you for so long, had you following him like a dog.

Of course, he tried to reason with you, tangle you to his web all over again.

"Don't lie to me!" you screamed as you wiped the table, sending some of his papers and war figurines to the floor. You were furious. After all this time, after years of being with him, being in "love" with him, he had lied to you for his own good.

Aleksander just stood there, uphased by your outburst, and after a moment of you staring at each other, he was shaking his head slightly. Just the right amount of feigning innocence, to place a seed of doubt to your head. It would do the trick. "Y/N, you're not speaking any sense. What if-"

But you were faster, seeing right through his words. They meant nothing to you. Even if he threw himself in front of you and kissed your feet in tears, begging for forgiveness, you'd know it's all a trick. A way to get you back to serve his own purposes. You were nothing but a toy and a slave to him, fed by fake affirmations of love and romantic gestures.

"No. Saints, just stop talking. I'm not listening to your lies anymore. And you know what? I can't do this anymore."

Silence engulfed you both, as Aleksander stared at you in disbelief. He had been so sure you're completely under his spell, blindly following him, so in love that you wouldn't see the obvious. It had always been like that, and he thought he's good at it, or at least too good for you to notice. But finally he had encountered someone after centuries who was smart enough to figure it out.

He took a step towards you, and you took one back. He stopped in his tracks, slowly realizing you were indeed serious and there wasn't a way to make you change your mind. You had lost your trust in him for good.

So he dropped his facade, his confused face turning to one you were expecting. Cold and emotionless, proving that he was really that monster you had learned him to be. The Black Heretic.

"Fine. You caught me." he growled. "Guards!"

Two guards came through his door, glancing at you with a slight smile, but the glare The Darkling sent them made them drop it.

"Escort Mx. L/N to their chambers, and make sure they won't leave without my permission."

"I'm your prisoner now?" you scoffed.

"As long as you misbehave, yes. Let's see if a few weeks, or months, or even years do the trick and you're succumbing to my orders again. Or then you die all alone, without seeing your friends ever again. It's your choice." he stated before the guards took a hold of your arms and dragged you away, and you didn't make efforts to escape. You knew you'd need your strength one day.

Because one day, you'd strike back. One day, you'd help with taking The Darkling down. One day you'd be helping in bringing peace to Ravka. And you were willing to suffer for it.