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My gripped on his arm tightened trying to pull away, but the more I try, the more his gripped tightened.

"L-et g-o." I said through the lack of air.

Suddenly his gripped loosen, and his gaze were no longer dark but what's left, really scares me.

His pair of deep ocean eyes were filled with tears. Pain, hurt, sad, weak were all behind those beautiful pair of eyes.

His gripped was no longer on my neck, it had fallen to his side, weak.

I back away from him, breathing heavily.

I fall and leaned against the wall, my eyes were filled with tears too. I could have died a moment ago.

I don't want to die, I still have something to complete, revenge.

I turned to see king Antonio sat against the wall, knees to himself and both of his hands clenched into a fist really tight.

He punched the wall, punch.

And punch.

And punch.

And punch.

Blood gushing out from his knuckles and stained the massive wall.

Each droppings gushed down a little too much.

My heart clenched at the thought of him hurting himself.

I shouldn't felt this way.

This isn't right.

Didn't I want him to die?

This is an opportunity, Magnificent.

Stab him.

My hand goes into the side of my waist and I pull a pointed knife out.

My hands shaking.

The silver glint of the knife on my trembling hand walking towards him.

I stood in front of the rows of steel.

His gaze were still on the bloodstained wall.

Stab him.

Just one stab, you'll be the queen to conquer the world.

"Just one stab." I whispered to myself.

My hands trembling and little did he know.

I couldn't bring myself to do it.

I couldn't bring myself to stab him alive.

I couldn't.

I just couldn't.

I kept my knife back to its place and I leaned down against the rows.

I'll let my palm rested on his now downfall shoulder.

His shoulder stiffened, and then it went back to relax.

After a moment of silence, he brought his hand and pushed my trembling hand away.

"I'm sorry." Was all I can managed to say.

Still doesn't turned to me, he said "I don't want to hear those words again."

I nodded, even if he doesn't see it, I nodded.

He sighed and left.

My hand goes through the rows and landed on the bloodstained ground.

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