I am Damaged
You had spent the entire night meeting many people.
All terrible.
Obnoxious.
Snobby.
Perverted.
Needless to say you were having a terrible time.
Not to mention you were constantly on edge wondering when Vox was going to propose. With a gentle sigh you sat at one of the tables, letting your finger circle the rim of a glass of water.
You felt a tap on your shoulder and you turned to see Vox holding his hand out. With curious eyes you looked from his hand up to his eyes. He offered a soft smile and took your hand, helping you stand up.
"I want to show you something."
Uh-oh.
With reluctance you took his hand and allowed him to lead you throughout the main grand hall. The loud music grew more muffled the deeper you went into the mansion. He led you to one of the many doors in the estate. With a soft sigh he opened the door and escorted you in.
Stepping into the room you were met with the sweet scent of vanilla and roses. Looking around your eyes sparkled at the sight of dim candles and dim lights. Calla lily petals were dusted across the floor and king sized bed. You swallowed hard as you stepped further into the room, pulling your dress up to avoid tripping.
This was it.
"Vox...",you breathed out and turned only for his arms to wrap around you and pull you close.
"Let me speak for a few moments.",he mumbles softly and you can't help but stiffen at his touch. You nod slowly and he pulls away from the hug. He takes your hands in his and you grow uneasy as he seems to internally debate with himself.
You hesitate before giving his hands a squeeze of reassurance. His eyes meet yours and for the first time in a while you give him a genuinely warm smile.
"I love you, (Y/N)...I always will.",his eyes fall shut for a moment and his heart breaks slightly,"But you don't love me...not anymore."
You inhale sharply as he says this. You open your mouth to speak but he shakes his head gently,"Don't...please. I can see it in your eyes..." His hands reach up and yours fall to your side.
Cupping your cheeks he sighs sadly,"You don't look at me like you use to. And—And I need to stop being selfish and let you go..."
You can't believe what he's telling you. You search his eyes for deception but all you see is heartbreak and genuine honesty. You bite your bottom lip gently and reach up to rest your hands on his chest.
"W-What do you mean?",you stammer while looking up into his mismatched eyes. He gently wipes away a tear thats escaped from your soft and gentle eyes. A sad smile is on his lips.
"You're going back to New Orleans tomorrow...I just...",he gestures to the romantic room and he leans in, pressing his forehead against yours,"I wanted one last night with you..."
You feel your heart warm up at his unbelievable maturity in this situation. Yet it aches for his obvious breaking heart. You pull your lips between your teeth and sigh gently. All you can to is apologize as your eyes tear up further.
"I'm so sorry, Vox..."
He sniffles and shakes his head gently while pulling you close, his face rests in the crook of your neck.
"Don't apologize, my love...maybe in another life...",Vox attempts to reassure you while his arms are tight and, for once, comforting.
For a moment you feel relieved, then you remember one psychotic bitch.
You pull away from Vox with urgency,"Wait! Theres something I need to tell—"
Before you can finish your sentence the bedroom door swings open and Velvet stands there with wide eyes. You feel annoyance until your eyes look behind her and you meet a familiar pair of loving brown ones.
"A-Alastor?"
You're about to run towards him until he steps further into the room and a gun is pressed against the back of Velvets head.
You and Vox freeze.
"(Y/N)...you're safe!"
You take a step back and Vox stands in front of you as you notice the blood splattered across Alastors face and clothing. Your heart begins to race and Velvets eyes are fearful as Alastor slams the door shut behind him.
"Alastor put the gun down...",you finally tear through the tense silence with a stern sentence. Alastor laughs and looks at you over his bloodied glasses.
"I don't think I will, my dear.",Alastor states in a tone that does not match his maniacal and unhinged expression. Vox reaches back into his waistband and Alastor loads a bullet into the chamber. Velvet whimpers and Vox stops.
"Don't be stupid, Vox. I know how hard that may be for you but don't be stupid.",Alastor grins and Vox puts his hands up. You furrow your brows and step forward with your hands up at your chest.
“Alastor.”,your tone is soft as you cautiously approach him,”What are you doing? Who’s—Who’s blood is that?”
Alastors eyes remain trained on Vox. A wide grin is across his tanned features and he shakes his head gently.
“He got in my way.”,Alastors voice turns cold and you stop walking towards him as his eyes refuse to look at you,”He wouldn’t get out of the way. You’d think—“ Alastor laughs as his eyes turn to look to you.
“You’d think he’d have been glad to let me kill the man that abused him and pimped him out for so long! But no...he said it was wrong. He refused to move after so many warnings. I was growing impatient. He said he’d do anything to save you and protect you...but he didn’t mean it like I did.”
Your brows are lowered in confusion until the realization hits you. Your hands shoot up to cover your mouth and you shake your head slowly.
“N-No...”,you whisper behind your hands and Velvets eyes look to you. For a second you could have sworn you saw remorse in them and utter pain.
“Anthony and Val he kill—“
You scream and look away when two gunshots ring through the room. You shudder and gasp when you feel a warm liquid splatter against the side of your face and arm.
Your eyes are clenched shuts and you flinch when you hear two bodies hit the ground.
Two.
You cry out when you stupidly decide to look at the scene before you. You cover your mouth in horror. Guttural sounds bounce through the room and you run down to your knees, pressing your hands over the bullet wound in Vox’s neck.
“N-No...Vox!...”,his eyes are wide and unblinking as his hands cover yours. His warm blood stains your hands and you shake your head rapidly,”V-Vox wait no please...please!”
Alastor watches as Vox’s eyes roll back and his body falls limp. He feels nothing, until you look at him.
“A-Alastor...”
You have absolute horror and pain on your beautiful blood spattered face. Tears roll down your cheeks, sweeping away the blood thats already dried. You slowly stand and your bloodied hands shake.
Alastor steps forward and you are frozen in place.
His hand reaches out, the one holding the gun remains at his side. Cupping your cheek you stare at him in utter fear and despair. He smiles softly at you and shakes his head gently.
“I tried to stop myself...”,he leans down and plants a kiss against your forehead. He steps back away from you and you feel your racing heart about to burst through your chest.
“But I just couldn’t. They took you away from me...tried to stop me from getting you back.”,he laughs in a bittersweet way as his hands begin to shake.
“But now I realize that...I am too damned. You need all the bad people wiped away from your life...and I am the last of those people.”
Your eyes widen as he lifts the barrel and rests it beneath his chin.
“Oh my god...”,you mumble with realization.
Flashes of your time together fall before both of you. You can feel the first time he kissed you against his lips.
“Now theres nothing for you to fear anymore. Theres no burdens for you to carry....you can go on and live without any baggage...except for one person.”
You can see the first time he gave you a genuine smile.
You step forward and hold out your hand with a rapid shake of your head,”N-No not you too—not this way...”
He loads a bullet into the chamber. His eyes soften and warm once they connect with yours. His maniacal smile softens into a genuine one.
“I love you (Y/N).”
His eyes flutter shut and he inhales slowly. You feel as if though time stills.
You see your small hand holding out the pink ribbon to a wide eyed and innocent Alastor.
“Alastor no!”
Then another gunshot.