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[tolkieen]

Achilles POV:

He completed me, he was everything I never was. I loved him with everything I had. I would be a hero who was happy,  that was our secret– because he was with me.  We were Together

And he was mine to protect.  My Patroclus

Because he was half my soul. As the poets say.

Countless  of nights I would wait for him to fall asleep, so I could turn over and  memorize every part of his face in the darkness, pull in close enough to feel his breath mixed with mine .I would tangle my fingers  in his brown curls carefully so I wouldn’t wake him up.

Patroclus.

I stood on the ridge waiting, my guts twisted like knots inside me. Where is he?

When they came back. When they...when they brought him.

His Lifeless body in front of me

No no ...please no, please no no no please

My were legs heavy – so heavy pulling me down to my knees, I took him in my arms. I shook him hard  to wake him up.

I screamed the pain tearing through my lungs- like waves one after the other. Later I was told – my voice was echoed through out the beach. My throat was swollen, and my mouth tasted of blood.

Revenge was born in me, and it hungered only for one person.  I closed my eyes, welcoming the rage at my very own words that was said so innocent once,  tasted now like poison.

“What has Hector ever done to me?”

I was suffocating while breathing. My soul was been ripped apart repeatedly. And what value does my soul have without him? I don’t want it! Take my soul, please take it now! I don’t want the glorious death, let me die a coward here now, so I can see my Patroclus  again.

I wept into exhaustion, holding his body for days.

I woke up beside him, hoping it was all a nightmare. I begged him to come back to me, and felt his echoing voice linger in our tent. His absence was suffocating me.

This was all my fault – Hades swallow me whole. And let Patroclus wander among the stars.

I am the coward – and he was the sun and stars shining ever so brightly.

He was the Hero. My salvation. My Patroclus

[tolkieen]

Captive Prince trilogy:

Laurent POV:

I knew who he was from the moment he arrived-or at least what I have heard about him.  

My new pet Daimanos of Akielos

He proved me wrong. And I was so wrong.

How could this person be the same who killed my brother?

He was so much more than I imagined or what I heard about him through others. He could have killed me whenever he had the chance, but he didn’t.

I hate to admit that, when he wrapped his arms around me – it felt like a shield of safety, it was warm and tender as if  he protected me from the world.  His sincerity  was so natural and just, yet he was adorable when he shied away- because I able to see through his innocent lies.

When he left – I felt a void like never before, not since I lost my brother August.  No maybe even before, maybe I’ve always been this empty- and he fitted the right piece inside of me.

My heart was scattered on the floor like pieces of the mirror that I broke. I sat staring  into nothing at myself for what felt like an eternity.  

When I saw my reflection in the last part of the mirror that still hang on the wall, I realised that I was crying silently -  I realised that I loved him. I loved Damen.

[tolkieen]

The Green Creek series

Mark POV:

If only he knew what he did to me the very first time I met him–   Gordo Gordo Gordo

I didn’t know him yet, but I already knew that he will become my world. My mate.

Whenever I saw him, heard him or even caught the scent of him. It was always the same

Dirt, leaves and rain

I was in awe of him, he was so brave through it all.

The pain he endured to control his magic. He wore his tattoos like fucking rock star. And he was going to be mine.

There were still trails of it on his face, he did his best to hide it. But for some reason I could see right through him, through the tough facade he wore. It was still buried deep down in his soul- his love for me.

The moment when my brother decided to move to Caswell after he became the Alpha – and decided to leave Gordo behind in Green Creek-  Will forever be imprinted in our history – the shattered hearts spread all over in our house.  The rage that never left me since.

Thomas didn’t only break Gordo’s heart – he also broke mine. I was split in half, one wanted to stay here in Green Creek – the other to follow my Alfa. I was young I didn’t know better. And the mistakes that I made will forever haunt me.

I rarely spent time with Thomas, or Elizabeth or my nephews – I  was out hunting alone.

And whenever Thomas tried to talk to me, my fists answered. One day it got out of hand, I came back from Green Creek after an endless fight with Gordo.  I only blamed Thomas for this.

The wolf took over, I was on top of my brother before he tried to breath– he welcomed every punch.

He knew that my heart was shattered into pieces, because of his decision. He knew what I have lost over the years, even when I promised : “I will never give up on him”