Raven: Him

Raven

Last night, has shown me that he kept anything dark to himself. He shouldn’t have. I can handle his evil, his dark, his anger and his own self-hate.

He needs to talk, he's acting weird, but for now, I will give him the space he needs. The comfort of his hand wrapped around my neck stays the whole time I am asleep. It's reassuring me that he hasn't left me.

I wake for a final time and emptiness floods me, as the absence of his touch. Sitting up I see him sitting at the desk. Walking to him, I straddle him. I don't bother looking at what he is sketching, instead, I pull him closer to me.

"Get breakfast, Raven." His words are quiet.

"No." He looks at me shocked. "I will not let you push me away Grayson. You tried in the shower, you're trying now, talk to me." I look at him waiting.

"I don't deserve you Doll."

I laugh and nod. "No, you deserve someone better than me Grayson. Why didn't you want me to touch you?" I look at him waiting.

"You had no idea what had happened, why I was li