Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Dramatic Influences ❯ Love ( Chapter 27 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Apartment
Malik
 
 
“Get out!”

Suddenly I turned my head away from the spirit and met the two very angry eyes of Heza.
 
“Heza!”, I called out. “Run! This is your chance to escape! Please get out of here!”

Pleading, pressing, and persuading is what I did but to no avail. She continued to stare at me with broken eyes. I could tell that she has been through a lot, in fact I marveled that she even could walk at this point but I decided to ignore it.
 
“No”, she advanced, “I choose to be with Mariku and I want you to leave.”

I could feel the smirk on my darker half grow with her undying speech.
 
Truly I knew that she wanted me to leave but, why? Was she blinded by Yami no Malik's being? Of course.
 
I refuse to give up on her.
 
“You aren't serious Heza! He is not human, a demon if you will!,” I approached her cautiously. “ Everything that he has done to you, told you, is wrong. Please…leave him and come with me.”

“Yes”, he stood, “go to him but, I doubt that you will last one day without me pet! For all of time you belong to me.”

I turned to glare at him, “Stop saying such things! She is her own person and can make her decisions!”

“But you are the one persuading her to leave me, changing her mind, therefore you are to blame.”

I could feel my rage build up, I have never felt such rage since his birth. My fist held high, ready to strike my opponent, if only daytime was not so short.


Apartment
Heza
 
There he lay.
 
On the floor with blood trickling down his neck.
 
Quickly I ran into the bathroom to get the first aid. Mariku, although, stayed with him.
 
I returned with the bandages and began to clean the wound.
 
Truly I feel bad about this but; I just don't want to leave Mariku. My only wish in this world is to stay by his side. I suppose right now I have finally gone crazy.
 
It's always the quiet ones.
 
Malik's wound was wrapped up and clean. Although now I knew nothing of what to do next. I looked towards Mariku with a questioning glance. He chuckled at my clueless expression and went back into his room to fish out the sennen Rod. Swiftly he threw the Rod in my direction, with me barely catching it.
 
“Kill him.”

My eyes widened, “What?”

“He only wishes to take you back”, he kneeled down to my eye level and gently cupped my chin, “to the one place where you cannot be free. Your prison my pet, although you know that I would never let you go. Whenever you are near me I will always protect you from their touch.”

I looked down at my feet and then met his eyes soon after.
 
Such beautiful eyes he has. I could never understand him even if I tried. Although I still do not completely trust him, it seems so right to be with him. I slid open the sennen rod, revealing the oh so familiar knife it hid. With up most fear I held the knife near him throat. Killing is something that I have always been against but, this is different.
 
The knife held high and suddenly close to his throat.
 
But not enough to kill.
 
I just can't do it Mariku.