it burns like heroin :: open

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( MENTION OF MISCARIAGGE )

[color=#C11B17]"I'm sure, Marissa. Please ... Don't do this tonight. I might be in later, but don't expect it. I'm paying my respects tonight." she spoke quietly, voice showing the emotions ripping and tearing apart her throat. soon it was the anniversary of the loss of her babe, the young life just shy of six months when his little bright flame had been extinguished in an incredibly cruel manner.

hand resting on the starved lines of her hips and lower ribs she gave an echoing aching smile, caressing where she had once carried a life, where she had loved and lost something so precious. this was the celebration of when her life began to derail.

of course, she still felt emotion like any other being. she had just become better at subduing and demolishing it than anyone before her. emotion was a waste of energy, but in the darkest minutes of the night she gave in to the weight of everything. she wasn't strong, she just survived by backward means. she didn't deserve to be shown care, she was a monster who lived only because of a promise she had made to a dying man.

the night that the mansion was on fire is when she had snapped, when she had fully and finally lost it. the woman whose eyes had sparkled with every breath she took, had died. the kade that lived and breathed blood and death had been born from the ashes of the half-burnt mansion that she had long called home. that night, had been the freeing of a monster worse than any she had faced before. she had unleashed a beast as old as time and one that knew her better than anyone or anything could have.