#oopx

[pumpkiwi]

Doodles.

[axymmetryx]

Insane

Hello to you who's reading this, a.k.a. my bestfriend in da whole world. loveyou :*

—

He was probably insane.

Nyx thought as he gazed at her with all the love he can express. He couldn't help but love the way her eyes crinkles whenever he tells her a joke, the way her eyebrows rises everytime she caughts him staring at her, and the way her lips curves up whenever he steals a kiss on her forehead.

Oh god, was he insane, indeed.

He couldn't believe it, when he first saw her that day. They had a few new recruits in his team at the company he works in, and the moment he set his eyes upon her, he knew, that he wasn't ever going to let his eyes, look at someone else.

"You really like staring don't you?" a faint voice, pulled him back to reality, his gaze never left her. How stupid is he, daydreaming about his girlfriend, when she was already in front of him.

He let the back of his hand caress her cheek soothingly as she leaned into his touch. "How couldn't I? When I'm staring at the most beautiful woman on the planet?," he grinned as he heard her snort.

"Hm, what if my beauty fades, would you look at another girl?" he crunches his face at her question.

"Are you serious? Even when you're all wrinkly and stuff, your beauty won't ever fade in my eyes." he said, reassuringly. He saw her eyes flash with light at his answer and showed him the most heartwarming smile she could muster.

He couldn't help but stare at her again, his mind flowing with many thoughts of her and his future, not paying attention to the weird looks his co-workers were giving him as he was lost into nothingness.

—

It was a casual evening, where Nyx rushed around his room, trying out different outfits for his date with her. Ah, he honestly could care less about the mountain of clothes lying in the floor as he fixed his collar in front of the mirror.

Everything needs to be perfect. He smiles nervously as he held glances down at the small velvet box on his hand, he mentally recited a small romantic speech in his head, even though he knows that he'll forget about it anyway.

He thinks that as long as he remembers the last few words that he wants to say he'll be fine, "... will you marry me?" he mutters under his breath, heaving a huge sigh before gathering all his things and rushing out into his car, and driving to her house with no sense of direction at all.

—

Nyx held her hand gently on his arm as he guided her inside a private expensive looking restaurant. He picked the rooftop with an amazing view, where there were only few people dining in.

He pulled out a chair as she sat down comfortably on it with a smile at him, and he couldn't help but forget about his nervousness when he saw her smile, it seems as if it was the only thing that can calm him down.

"You finally smiled, Nyx." he heard her laugh softly and he cleared his throat as a blush crept up his neck. "Was I too tense?" left his mouth.

She shook her head, "Nah, I know we've planned this expensive date for a long time. I'm all the same." she grins, and he noticed that she seems excited and a washed of relief crossed his face. He thought this would be perfect for a proposal, with the mood this good.

"So, let's order?" she asks and he agrees as he calls a waiter down their table to order, he was so engrossed with her smile that he didn't notice the hesitation in the waiter's voice.

—

They sat at a beautifully designed bench at the end of the roof, gazing at the dark sky, glittering with the stars, an extention to their paid time in the restaurant.

He had his arms over her shoulders as she leaned into his. He couldn't help fidgeting as he thought it was almost time, his other hand was palming his front pocket where the box was.

"Hey, Nyx. What do you think would happen in the future?" she said as she looked up to meet his eyes. He blinked a few times before smiling, "Well, I see us getting stressed as we run after our children that are covered in mud in our backyard." he laughed boyishly at the thought of having children with her.

That was a dream he always talked to her about, a dream he always promised her.

But a dream was all it was.

He was so lost in his thoughts of his future with her that he failed to notice the look on her eyes, the eyes once filled with love was now filled with nothing.

As he looked at her with eyes full of passion and hope for the future, he unconsciously pulled out that velvet box and opened his mouth to start his speech.

"I—" he started with a soft voice but it never ended, as he felt a prick of pain on his chest, where his heart was beating rapidly for her. For the thought of a future with her, for the thought of starting his own family and envisioning the future he dreamed of with her.

He furrowed his eyebrows as he glances down on his chest, there he saw her hands holding a small blade, covered with his blood. As he looked back up on her eyes, he finally saw the emptiness it holds.

".. w-why?" he ask as blood flowed down his mouth as he felt his life coming to an end.

He saw her smile softly as he felt her hand caressing his cheek tenderly, like how he always did with her.

"Nyx, it's about time to fullfill your promise, don't you think?" he heard her say. All rational thoughts in his mind came to a blur as he felt his heart having a seizure before slowing down.

He couldn't even feel his body giving up on him, he never registered in his mind where he fell to the ground holding his chest with one hand and the other holding the velvet box with all the promises of a great future together.

He looked at her one last time, as he managed a small smile, and then he nodded. "You're right, it's about time." was the last thing he said before everything went black.

—

The restaurant was a mess, cops were everywhere and an ambulance was waiting at the front, reporters getting ready to report the incident that occured.

It was a sight to behold at such a beautiful night. The investigators and detective were talking with the waiters of the restaurant asking for information and one of them stood up as a witness.

"He was acting weird all night, he seems as if he was talking to someone even though there was no one there. I wasn't sure if I should call anyone." the waiter said.

"His name is Nyx Lavigne, I already called in where he works at and some of his co-workers, they all seem to say the same thing. He always looks into nothingness, talks to no one as if he's seeing a person," one of the investigator said to their head detective, Lejan, "In the CCTV, he was talking to and touching the air before stabbing himself," he said.

Lejan looks down at the plastic bag in his hand, where only a velvet box lay inside.

"Detective Lejan, I found out his history files, he was admitted into an asylum before he was rehabilitated. Apparently, he killed his own girlfriend a few years back."

"I see."

—

Fin.

[elvis025-blog]

Sumugal sa taong hindi sigurado pinakawalan ang taong nandyan lagi para sayo.

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intellectual--badass replied to your post: …

Private: I didn’t want that to happen. She’s really drunk. o__o

Private yo: I was gonna say... You tell me you wanna take it slow and then I hear Irene's kissing my secret girlfriend? Not again :|