BLOW YOUR MIND

  looking into the others eyes she smiled while listening to her words. “I love you so much Amélie and I promise that I will never go again and to keep that promise.” she said and then took a deep breath before taking a step back from her. “Since you asked last time I thought it would only be fair for me to ask now.” Cleo then said before getting down on one knee and taking the ring from her back pocket and showing it to her. “Will you marry me Amélie.?”

Listening to Cleo, Amélie couldn't help but smile at her words. She had her back, it was all that mattered. Though when she kept talking, the former queen got a bit surprised and placed her hands on her face at the question, before nodding and pulling her up. "Of course I want to marry you." She said with a bright smile, placing her hands on Cleo's cheeks and kissing her.

            “Always the same inane questions… ‘Who are you? 'What do you want?'  'Why are you doing this?’ Because why not?” 

Darkness swarmed around the small blonde’s body as she stepped out of her apartment and made her way down into the streets. She maneuvered her way through the city until she found a somewhat secluded spot  and made herself at home. Thin arms wrapped around her frame as she looked down at the city, catching only glimpses with the aid of the moonlight until she heard someone approaching her. “-Need something?”

Out at night after she had feed on someone, Amélie was there, applying back her red lipstick on her lips. She was just walking back home, until she saw Autumn. She remembered every vampires she had sired, but her more than others, she had been the only one mad for what she had done, and she hoped she could fix it one day. "No, nothing. Hi Autumn."

         “Davina.” She replied with ease and a small nod. Eyebrow rose at her next words. Power the gods offered her? “I don’t believe in god or gods.” She simply spoke. “I stopped believing in fairy tales a long time ago.”  The bodies were set on fire without so much as her moving. 

“I’m Amélie.” She said with a slight smile. Tilting her head, the vampire nodded slowly finally. “Yeah, I heard people from your time don’t believe in it that much..” She mumbled before taking a deep sigh. “Why would you kill people without reasons?”

“I THOUGHT I already was.” Hope admitted with a sigh, rummaging a hand through curly locks as she gave a shake of her head, “I just want to find a way for us to all be together. We can handle anything but being apart? That’s what will DESTROY us.” Though her brows furrow when she hears the woman’s story, concern immediately flashing through her hues, “Oh my god…I’m so sorry. Your father…what? Why the hell would he DO that?” Disbelief settling upon her features, knowing that she was fortunate enough to have a family that loved her enough to make impossible sacrifices. This just wasn’t what Hope had asked for. “Then there has to be a loophole.”

“Sometimes staying away from a group is the best way to protect them. And it makes you stronger when you go back together.” She said before smiling softly. If she had thought about it before, Gabriel would’ve been a king, she wouldn’t have destroyed her own kingdom, and nothing would’ve been the same. “My father was the worst creature that could walk this Earth. But this is a long story.” She explained quickly. “I used to be a witch, and he didn’t like that part of me. So he sentenced me to death. When I came back to life, I’ve cut his head off for treason. Long story short, I have no ideas what a blood-related family is. But I had a son, and even now I would do anything for him.” She said with a soft smile on her lips. “Explain me everything. I’ll try to help the best that I can.”

   “I need to get something out of my mind.” Cleo started and sighed lightly. “When I left the last time I really realized how much I miss and need you, of course I also knew it the other times but this time it was somehow different.” she started and took a deep breath before talking again. “I love you, and I do know that from now on I will never go again, if I go it will be with you, because I want to spend forever with you.”

Looking at Cleo, Amélie smiled softly at her words. She had wait for this for so long, it felt so good to hear her say she loved her. As she got closer to the other vampire, the young woman placed a hand on her cheek slowly. “I love you too, Cleo. I loved you the first day I saw you, I knew you were the one. My destiny..” She said on a soft tone. “I won’t let you go anymore. I want to spend forever with you.”

✿: What is your muses favorite scent?

Lavender, and she never understood why she loved that scent so much. It just always felt right. Her mother, back in 1080, used to have a lavender perfume. Of course though, after 955 years, Amélie doesn’t remember that.

✉: What is something your muse would write about? 

Probably love and the fact that it lasts longer than just one life.

🎒: What does your muse normally keep in their bag?

NAME: CleoRINGTONE: All I want PICTURE:

LAST TEXT RECEIVED:

none.

LAST TEXT SENT:

 “No not this time, I promise I will stay this time.” Cleo said and stroke Amélie’s cheek as she looked her in the eyes and smiled lightly at her. “I promise this time you will have me until the day I might die.”

“We’re immortals, Cleo. We won’t die.” She said with a smile before moving closer to her, kissing her lips slowly. It felt so right, like the first day. She had always loved Cleo, and that would never stop.

   “But I am sorry Amélie, I hurt you every damn time because I leave you again, but it won’t happen this time I promise.” she said and looked at her. “I love you and it might have taken me a while to get it but I will not leave you again, I want to spend my lifetime with you because I could never love someone else or be with someone else because it had always been you.”

“You won’t leave me?” She asked softly, looking into Cleo’s eyes. She had always loved her, she was the first person she had ever fell in love with, and she was sure she would never love someone else. “Don’t leave me again..”

  “I missed you too, but maybe it was not the best of me to come and see you.” she said and let out a sigh, Cleo would always love her but she also kenw that she had hurted her many times before. “I just want to tell you I am sorry for the past.”

“I couldn’t be a better time.” Because without her, Amélie was nothing but an empty shell. She was turning off each one of her feelings, everytime, until she was with her again. Getting closer to her, Amélie took her hand in hers slowly. "You don't have to be sorry. I love you."

Her brows furrow when she hears Amelie’s words, lifting her head up to look up at the woman through wet lashes, “That’s not true. I have to be strong for my family.” The young tri-hybrid croaked out, tongue darting out to wet her lips, “That’s what family does. When you can’t carry your own weight, your family helps you out.” Hope sighed as she shook her head, “ Besides they’re not putting their weight on me. They’re trying to do the opposite. I don’t suppose you know how to destroy the Hollow so my family can be reunited again?”

“No you don’t.” Amélie stated as she looked at her. “You have to be strong for yourself. No one can ask you to stay strong for a whole group. It would be a mental suicide.” Listening to the younger woman, Amélie raised her eyebrows at her explanation of family and sighed slowly. "I wouldn't know. My mother got murdered when I was a child. And my father burnt me alive." She said with a shrug. "I don't. But remember that there is no curse who can separate people that truly love each other. Not even death."

      The petite brunette turned around once she heard the vampire’s voice. She didn’t care much about if it was entertaining to her or not. She wasn’t one to care enough to impress people. “My name is not sugar.” She told her as she observed the vampire. “They didn’t piss me off. Call it boredom and slight motivations on their part.” She looked down at the bodies. Realizing she got blood on her dress, hands, and cheeks. 

“I’m sure it isn’t. It was a nickname. Why wouldn’t you tell me your name, if you don’t like it?” She asked with a slight smile. Amélie wasn’t known to be someone mean, nor known to like violence. Sure, she had some of these times, where she snapped and murdered people, but otherwise she was all about protecting others. “..Boredom?” She asked, as she furrowed her brows. “It’s not the good way to use the powers the Gods offered you.”

IF       If the hunter was born into the world clueless as most of the humans, she would believe this woman to be someone powerful, confident enough to get someone to do something for her without the full force of compulsion but she wasn’t born yesterday and she certainly isn’t going to lie about it to this person or maybe that’s a reason she is venting in the first place, because she wants to get caught, because she wants trouble. some people are shameless. “welcome to the twenty-first century where we women are much more than property for men.” leonie added in her two cents on the matter, comfortably seated on the stool. “does someone need to have a personal agenda just to sit next to you? besides it’s either you or that idiot across from us who looks to have a bladder problem. i could be wrong but i have a pretty good instinct about people.” and you, my friend, are a vampire. 

If Amélie knew about hunters, she still hadn't learn to hide what she was. Within all the years, the troubles, the fights and the days she thought she would die, she had never worry, and she still wasn't worrying. Even while the woman next to her gave her the same vibe as the people who shot bullets dampened in vervain, she didn't try to hide what she was. "Thank you. This century sucks anyway. Hear it from someone who knows." The vampire looked at the woman, shaking her head slightly at her next words. A slight chuckle got out of Amélie's mouth when she said she had a good instinct about people, and it confirmed what she thought. "I know what you are, darling. You smell like them. I can confirm your doubts if it's what you want." The french girl turned to the blonde one, as she kept looking at her up and down. She wasn't going to try to compel her, she had never done that for she wasn't this kind of vampire. "I get you hunters try to protect humans. And so do I. So don't be a monster, don't hurt those that are on your side."

Josie looks around in question to who the woman might be talking to when she realized that she was either talking to herself, not as strange as it might sound, or that she was addressing Josie herself. “Oh! Um no, nothing. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to seem like I needed anything.” She apologizes before she looks back to the woman, “What do people normally want from you though? Are you…like someone important for the city?”

Listening to the young woman, Amélie nodded slowly at her words. “It’s alright darling, you don’t have to apologize.” Her french accent was standing out, and she realized it but she didn’t even bother excusing herself for it. “Oh, usually money, or alcohol, or cigarettes, things like that. I’m no one important anymore.” She admitted, smiling slightly.

  “You are probably not that happy to see me right.? I get that.” Cleo said and sighed lightly. “I remember.”

“Why wouldn’t you..” She mumbled, as she looked at Cleo. No matter how many years ago she had seen her, she would still feel the same way about her. She would still love her. "I'm happy to see you." She finally said, a smile appearing on her lips. "I missed you."

   “Amélie, it’s me Cleo. Do you remember me..?” she asked and bit down on her lower lip as she then smiled lightly. Her first live really was here. 

“I do remember you, Cleo.” Amélie stated, as she looked at Cleo. "You left me again. Twenty-eight years ago. Do you remember?"