I love you.
No, don’t look away. How dare you ? I said, I love you. Aren’t you going to answer? Answer me.
I said – I love you.
Don’t look at your feet. Don’t look at your hands. They’re mine now anyway. The whole of you is mine, you know it. You’ve proved it to me more than once. No, don’t try to deny it. You can’t hide and you can’t make me forget your expression during those moments. What are the words in those smut novels? Pure, undiluted pleasure? Yes.
Don’t mutter. Scream it. I know you can scream my name. It doesn’t matter if I’m much younger and that we’re not supposed to – I know you wanted to. I only made your dreams come alive. Young boy, older boy, what does it matter? You’re mine. I can still feel your skin under my palms. It’s dry, almost grey.
You’re not answering. Do you really love me? Do you really? No. You don’t. You lied, you cheated and now you’re going to leave. Don’t leave me – don’t. How dare you? You should be honoured. I’m perfect, I’m a god, I’m a poet, I’m yours, don’t – don’t leave me.
Say it once more. Say you love me. It’s so lonely up there in the tower. I’m half sick of shadows and you are pale, so pale. I can see you in the dark. It’s been such a long time I haven’t been able to see anything.
Why won’t you speak? Put the gun down. I love you – I love you, I love you. You must love me, you must… I gave you my everything, you gave me… What did you give me?
Why are you making me beg? Don’t you think I’ve begged enough? It was so hard to guide you here. She’s looking over my shoulder constantly. You managed to escape her magic and her mirrors and you came to me, with your words, your beautiful words. That’s what you gave me – words. And now you’re not even giving me three of them, three little words, only three words… Say it… I… love… you…
Put the gun down. Please.
Oh gods. It's too late, isn't it?