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Silas pushes my hair out of my face, painting my forehead with paint by accident as he smiles at me, teeth and all, giving me my favorite gift. His happiness.
“If you don’t believe in the curse, why call me Hex?” I breathe, dropping my forehead to his, my limbs feeling weak. I feel his fingers at the back of my neck, rubbing softly. “Hexadecimal.” “Huh?” “It doesn’t mean cursed, baby. It’s short for hexadecimal,” he mumbles, rubbing his nose against mine.
I understood you, saw your pain, and wanted to take it away. Like I knew what you needed before you asked. I’m not calling you cursed; I’m saying you’re a special language only I can decode.”
We don’t fit together seamlessly, but we fit together like us.
Evil is not made; it is chosen, and you can choose not to accept it.
Sometimes, no matter how badly we want to change the ending, we can’t. Sometimes, the end is just the end.
“I want you. I’ve wanted you for a long time. All of it.” He runs a thumb across my bottom lip. “Curse me. I’ll live my entire life cursed as a reminder that I loved you. That you let me love you. That you loved me.”
Silas came into my life like a gust of wind, a voice that shattered the walls I’d built so high to protect myself. He saw through my pain, my sorrow, the scars. He loved me, not in spite of them, but because of them.
He was the person life left me empty for. To give it room for him to fill.
“Hex code #dd4a3d.” He grins. “Its name is Coraline.” “I’m your favorite color?” “You’re my favorite everything, Hex.”
Our love is a living, breathing thing—it fills us up until there’s no room for anything else.
I will forever be his peace when the world gives only war. Every secret he spills will be kept safe by my lips, and my arms will be his safety. I took a vow to be the one person who accepts him for who he is and who he will become.
“I love you,” I murmur. “I love you.” Till death do us part.
“You’re not a curse, baby. You’re a fucking blessing.”
From the second I saw her, I chose Coraline. Today, tomorrow, and every day after, I will choose to love her, to give myself to her. Because it could be no one else but her. It’s us, forever. Inevitable death and all.
A true test of unconditional love is who you choose to never give up on, regardless of relation.
“To the Styx?” I offer. In the dawn of death, with a fresh start on the horizon. “To the Styx.” This is the echo that is heard across lifetimes.
to the styx 🖤
