She entered the bar with her people, and she saw him, and another boy in the corner of the bar, she knew them but she didn't know them. She smiled and talked. They all smiled and talked. A few beers and a few laughs, the bar was almost empty, a Sunday night. It was time.
They all left and he came with them, he walked next to her and her roommates and the city was quiet around them and they could have been anywhere. Their laughs blended with the underlaying buzz and the fall was coming.
He came with her.
It became a long night, and she gave him cheesecake, and his eyes left her speechless and when he leaned in to kiss her, she couldn't say no. It surprised her, but it didn't surprise her, because it was what she wanted. And she kissed him back.
He asked her out for a date, and she said yes, because no had left her vocabulary and he wrapped his arms around her and she couldn't stop smiling. he took her out and home and he sat her down and told her about his darkness and she listened and she kissed him. He came over to her house drunk and mumbled about wanting to be with her, and she said yes, I want to be with you too, fuck everyone else, they don't matter.
And he took her in his arms and kissed him back and she sat in his bed and everything felt so right. The darkness seeped out of him, and her light twirled around them.
She slept next to him and the world stopped spinning, she woke up and put her hand on his chest, felt his chest raise and fall. She felt safe, but scared, wondering how she would mend herself when he walked away, and she wrapped her arm around him again and slept deep without dreams.
He was her warrior prince, and she was ready for their adventure to begin, for mountains to climb, for reality to hit, she was ready to follow and lead. She was ready to fall and get up again. Her sword was sharpened and his bow was strung, together they could take down the world.
And then he stod up, aimed carefully and shot her in the back.
