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“Don’t hide from me, Lilia. You are no less beautiful than that day you walked into my classroom and stole my fucking breath.”
“I am. Crazy enough to admit that I would’ve killed every person in that room a moment ago. I’d have killed Lippincott, Gilchrist—my own brother, if he’d laid a hand on you.”
“I’ve staked my claim on you, Lilia. God help you.”
“Is that all you want? A quick fuck? You know I can give you that, but I think there’s something inside of you that craves more.”
“I feel it, too,” he said, as if reading my mind. “It’s inside of me. Burning like a fever I can’t shake. It’s a spiteful, prideful anger that refuses to admit the truth.” “What truth?” I asked, my voice shaky. Nervous. “That I would kill for you without a beat of hesitation, or remorse. And yet, at the same time, I could be reduced to nothing more than a pile of ash without you. I’m weak for you, Lilia.”
“I’m not going anywhere. You and I? This? There’s no escaping it. Doesn’t matter how fast you run, or how far you get, I will always be inside you just like this. In your bones and in your blood and in your head. It doesn’t matter what you tell the universe–what secrets you spill. Nothing can change what we are, what we’ve become.”
“I want to tell you. I’ve wanted to tell you for a while, but my heart feels too hard. Too guarded. And in some ways, I’m glad, because the harder I am, the less I feel, and the less I feel, the less everything hurts.”
“But he will never hurt you again, Little Moth. I will bleed out every one of your demons until you feel safe.”
“I don’t see them when I’m with you. I think they’re afraid of you.”
“It’s when I’m not with you that scares me, though.”
“I love you. And I don’t think I can stop loving you.”
“I will never reject you, or turn you away.”
“I have lived a lifetime in death–a cold existence in an endless void. Never feeling. Never knowing the warmth of touch. Every unfulfilling breath a suffocating reminder of how hollow I’d become. It wasn’t until you came along and cast the first ray of light that I felt a pulse of life. A pull that I couldn’t resist.”
“Don’t ever hesitate to touch me, Lilia. You’re the only one who can. It was you who dragged my heart from this insensate slumber. And it’s you for whom it beats now.”
“It’s a fucking wreckage, though. Scarred and caged by ravaged bones. But i...
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“You’re mine, Lilia.” Eyes on mine, he bent toward me, flicking his tongue over my stiffened nipples. “And I am yours.”
Love was also a sickness. An incurable disease. The kind that crawled inside the muscles and bones, and persisted long after death.
Mortui vivos docent. The dead teach the living.
I hadn’t come to Dracadia with any notion of falling in love with my professor, or Death, as some had referred to him. Perhaps that was the nature of the world, to take so cruelly, then swoop in and blindside us when we least expected it.
We hid away in shadows, stealing kisses under midnight stars.
He taught me passion and courage, and to seize what I wanted by the teeth. And in return, I taught him to feel again.
