“Do you still love me?” she asked….
“Dear, of course i do,” I told her. I really meant it. At least I’m sure i did. If i didn’t love her, why then I’ve never loved anyone in my whole life. If anyone was important to me, it was her. “I really love you,” i said… i don’t know why i had my fingers crossed behind my back. It was a childish thing to do. Maybe i didn’t want to love her anymore….
“How though?” she asked.. “After all I’ve done to you, all the things I’ve put you through, how could you still love me?” For a moment i didn’t know how to respond to this. I had never asked myself that question before. But then, the words came to me. The words came that i knew she was waiting to hear…..
“My love for you is infallible,” i said. “Eternally yours, remember i wrote you that? The card on your flowers, the notes on your bed? i love you — unconditionally.” A tear began to swell up in her right eye… i could see it… i watched it fill up between the slow nips of her breathing. i thought at any second she’d fall to tears. When the tears finally came, i almost enjoyed those tears. But then something inside me told me that maybe I’d been wrong.. Maybe she wasn’t such a hateful creature after all. Maybe underneath all that evil, there was a loving person. And maybe she was still in love with me. Just then, a tear started to form in my eye as well…..
Then she really lost her head….. “Oh, baby,” she sobbed. “I missed you too, you have no idea,” she said. “In every face i saw, i saw yours. When i turned on the radio or answered the phone, i heard your voice… When the lights went out at night, i could feel your warm breath on my neck. And once, when I was sleeping, i woke up, and i thought i felt your warm hands underneath my breast. i thought you didn’t love me anymore. i thought we’d never be together again.”
“My sweet angel,” i comforted her, and brushed my hand over her damp cheek. “I told you I’d never let you go, and i meant it. And after you threw me away, i still belonged to you. i waited for you. Though it was you who cheated on me, after you taught me what it was like to
be with someone. You taught me what it meant to love someone. You taught me how to feel things deeper than friendship, love and sex…. you taught me how to be joined with blood, and nourished by your soul.”
“Oh, lover, that first day we shared each other’s blood, i knew it would be forever.” She threw her loving arms around me.
“Oh, it was baby,” i said. “It was.” And then i laughed loudly, and it was cold and shrill. My sweet, innocent angel looked at me, completely unsuspecting. She looked into my eyes, and I saw that tear roll down her face. i saw it slide down her cheek in slow motion. It hit the floor
like a tidal wave crashing on a windless beach. And it laid there. And in the reflection of that tear was every last memory that ever went through her mind.
She stood entwined in my loving embrace. Secretly, my right hand reached behind me and grabbed the consecrating blade from the back of my belt. Yes, my friend, that very same blade that cut out my soul and fed it to her bastard demons a lifetime ago. The knife that took my life from me was now waiting there, quivering in my hand. It seemed so intent on getting my soul back for me. I thrust it out in front of me. By that time, it seemed to have taken on a life of it’s own. Then those same loving hands that used to caress her beautiful, milky-white body drove that blade deep into the crown of her head. Her body slid down mine, lifeless, pulling away part of my shirt with it. She still looked up at me with a cold, hardened stare.
And then she slipped away.
