Y/N returns to the man she once loved, but things tend to change after so many years. He is no longer the man she once knew, for Mephiles had returned to his merciless ways. Will the light ever return to him, or will it be forever consumed by the da...
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With claws laced in my hair, I pace the living room to clear my head, while Y/N remains in the bedroom, probably scared out of her mind.
'What am I doing? I promised to stop this. I wanted them out, but that doesn't excuse me raising my voice at her too.' I was just so overwhelmed with anger. Nazo's threat to take her had sent me over the edge. I would never allow such a thing to happen. I sigh deeply and lower my arms.
'She must hate me. She trusted me to change, and yet look what I've done. I have to apologize to her.' Gaining the courage, I return to the bedroom to find Y/N curled up on the bed, gripping her arms and shivering. Her quiet sobbing forms an ache in my soul as I near her.
"Y/N, I'm so sorry." Though I had spoke softly, she had flinched and curled up more with her eyes shut tight. My ears flatten against my head as I sit down by her feet. "I shouldn't have yelled."
"You could have killed him," she mutters so quietly, I almost didn't hear her.
'Right, of course that's what she'd be more concerned with.'
"That, I will not apologize for, but I wasn't trying to traumatize you either. For that, I am deeply sorry. Regardless, I don't want you to forgive me this time. I don't deserve forgiveness. I didn't deserve it before, and I don't deserve it now, so I don't want to hear those words come out of your mouth." Nearly, my breath hitched as I looked down at the floor.
"Mephiles?" I struggle to look into those frightened eyes. Why, she looks just like a doe facing down a hunter's gun. It makes my guilt worsen. I must be destined to bring her misery. "Why do you keep doing things like this? You keep losing yourself to anger."
"It's... What I know, I suppose. I don't enjoy being pushed around, and I certainly don't like how they have treated and talked to you. I'm usually more level-headed, but..." I trail off, glaring down at my bloodied claws as I spread the long fingers apart.
"When it involves you, I just lose it. Perhaps it's because I don't want you to be taken away from me. I don't want to exist without you anymore." I space out, staring at my hand. It wasn't until Y/N set a hand on my cheek that I snapped back to reality. Unable to look at her again, I close my eyes before facing her, rubbing my face against her palm, that warm energy flowing through me. It was enough to almost bring me to tears. I had even felt them prick the corners of my eyes.
