Hate Filled Heart | Michael Kuza/ Chris Motionless-Chris Cerulli

You Were Suppose To Save Me From Myself

*Chris*

After everybody left me in this small room with Dahlia, I was still processing everything that was admitted to me. Two of my best fucking friends hated that I was happy with the love of my life, so they went and did what they did just to make me despise her.

She didn't deserve the words I had thrown at her. She didn't deserve to suffer these months because I wasn't there with her. When she needed me, I was fucking Fran.

I notice we've been staring at each other for some time, so, I decide to speak up.

"So, what I saw wasn't really what I thought I saw?" I say, softly.

She shakes her head, fixing her crown of black roses and crystals.

"He forced you..?" I asked her, making the story clear for myself.

She nods and steps one step closer, but keeping a good distance between us.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you, Dahlia." I whispered, softly.

Her eyes began glistening again as she nodded.

"It's okay...I wouldn't have believed you if I was in your position either." She spoke very but very smoothly.

My eyes darted to her dress, which I love how it hugs her body, showing off every curve before looking back into her eyes.

"I'm...terribly sorry." I sigh, heavily. But, you know what would make me feel better?" I smirk.

She looked at me, confused. I smile, kindly and chuckle.

"Tell me you didn't like it." I said, referring to sex with Kuza.

A smile spread across her face and she giggles. "I didn't like it. I prefer someone...different." She steps closer again and finally stands in front of me.

I put my hands on her cheeks and wipe the smeared makeup that ran down her face, gently.

"How could I have been so stupid, baby?" I asked, looking deep into her eyes.

"You're not stupid." she sighs. "But Chris, there's still something I need to tell you, remember?" Oh, yeah! I completely forgot.

"Yeah, Go on." I say, smiling,softly.

She takes my hands and looks down at them. Then she drops them and they fall to my sides. Her hands go for her neck, unclipping her choker.

I watch her remove it, slowly and hold it in her hand, nervously. Why was she nervous?? And why'd she take it off?

She lifts her face up, revealing a long pink scar across her neck.

I gasp and immediately bring her close. She sighs and looks up at me as I examine the horrible scar.

"Who the fuck did this to you?!" I snapped, staring at it in shock.

"Calm down...I did." she says, quietly.

Why would she do that to herself?!

"Why?!" I exclaim.

She sighs, "I tried killing myself in front of Mike with part of a broken beer bottle. I slit my throat but not deep enough to die. At that moment, I wish I'd went deeper. I didn't believe I could live without you. So, I thought I should end my life. That was the reason everybody changed. Me almost dying for my love for you made Michael and Fran change the way they acted." I seriously could not believe she did that.

I'm left motion and speechless by what she told me. That scar was because of me. She is willing to take her life for me and that says so much more than anything else. This woman loves me and is determined to keep me at her side.