We all fall down (Merry)

[connordouglas]

"Even if we're from two different worlds, Merry, I will always come to protect you when it counts." he said, shaking his head at her. "There is no need to thank me for doing the only thing I can do anymore." he said, laughing softly. She was entirely unbelievable, they both almost died, and all she could think about was how messy the house had become. "Don't worry about a thing, I will take care of it tomorrow evening. I am much faster than you." he added, with a sly wink to top it off.

Connor looked away from her as she removed her robe, he couldn't afford for anything at all, even such a simple action as that to trigger other feelings. "I had to ask to be sure, I don't want to cross anymore lines tonight. I think we've done enough to spread some pain around." he said, shaking his head. Though she was incredibly wrong about one thing tonight, she saved him, not the other way around. "I didn't do anything, except get beaten. It was you who saved the day, saved your family. You're the best thing they could ask for, even if they might not know it." he said, shaking off her projections.

"Vampires aren't mean to do good things, Merry. We're made to hunt, to kill, and to mimic human life as a cruel joke. But thanks for believing in me." he said, laughing at how naive she seemed. There was no way he would ever do anything good in this world, not when he continued to feed on live and take lives every single night. When she kissed him, even briefly, it forced him to try and pull away. There was so much pain through out his body, his veins pulled at him from the inside, they sought to replace the blood he had given up.

"No, I'll be fine. You just try and get comfortable. Go to sleep, don't worry about the monster under the bed, we're going to have a long chat." he said, giving her a cheesey grin. Before she could protest his arrangement however, he shot underneath the bed and laid flat on his back. Gently he would cross his fingers together and lay them gently on his stomach as he looked up at the frame the bed sat on. Just inches away from her own possible death, yet she still held on to the notion that love could keep her safe.

[Merry Grace Lovelace]

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