forum Blood Oath (O/O CLOSED)

Started February 21, 2019 by Deleted user

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“Well, good,” I laughed at her. “Look around, take whatever you need.”

I was off before he could say much else, skimming each shelf, pouring over each limited edition record.

“Wow…” I murmured to myself, flipping over a more modern rendition of my favourite composition.

I kept my eyes on Elle, watching her have a little of her fangirl moment. Why was she so adorable? My heart swelled each time she showed me different sides of her, and each side made me fall in love with her deeper.

The longer I stared, the more the illusion disappeared from my eyes. I began to imagine my Elle, with her short hair and quirky smile, and the beautiful freckles on her nose.

I ran my fingers along the edge of the previous object in my hands, oblivious to the way my boyfriend was watching me. “Can I take this one?” I asked without raising my head, a tiny smile tugging at my lips.

“Yeah,” I murmured, too caught up in her to even register what she was saying. “Take whatever you want. Anything you need, it’s all yours.”

I thanked him quietly, a grin overtaking my lips as I scanned the shelves for more.

“Oh!” A silvery record caught my eye. “Is that….?” Slipping it off the shelf and into my hands, I inspected its label closely. “Whoah…”

I furrowed my eyebrows, walking over to her and resting my chin on her shoulder as I peered over it.

“Found something you like?” I inquired.

I nodded quickly, holding it up to the light.

“I thought these were all sold! There’s a solo violinist, Mariah Silver, and she’s amazing. She plays so fast, and it’s almost a modern or futuristic style? Hard to describe.”

“Good thing we came today, huh?” I chuckled, amused by her adorable behavior. “I think I’ve heard of that one.”

I pressed both records to my chest, leaning back and against my boyfriend. “Very good. Are you going to get anything?”

I wrapped my arms around her neck, giving her a kiss on her cheek.

“No,” I replied warmly. “I think I’ll be good. We have your music, don’t we?”

Suddenly, an idea rose to mind.

“Almost.” I placed the records in his hands and backed away. “Hold those, I’ll be right back!”

I grabbed the records she pushed into my hands, confusion present on my face as I watched her go. What was she doing?

It took me a few minutes, but after a careful sweep of the back shelves, I located a small but polished record labeled ‘[…] Falling in Love With You - Presley, Elvis’. Grinning triumphantly, I hid the title from view with my palm and rushed back to Colton. “Ready!”

I pulled her into my arms, swinging her around a little. “What did you get?”

“It’s a surprise!” I laughed, clinging to him tightly with my free arm. “Let’s go pay?”

I furrowed my eyebrows, but obeyed nonetheless. “All right. Let’s go pay.”

We left the store soon after, a small bag hanging from my arm. “D’you want to see what I bought?” I asked Colton, bumping our hips together. “For you. Even though you paid for it. I’ll pay you back.”

I rested my hand on her hip, pulling her closer. “First of all, of course I want to know,” I said to her. “Secondly, don’t. One day, what’s mine will officially be yours. Why pay me back then?”

I flushed lightly, pressing against him. “It’s a bit weird to pay for your own gift….”

After a pause, I fished the record out of my bag and pushed it into his free hand, biting my lip.

I offered her a grin. “Hey, don’t worry about it. Like I said, you don’t need to.”

I looked down at the record, my eyebrows furrowing together. The name sounded eerily familiar, and I could hear a feminine voice singing along.

“You sang this for me,” I said to Elle, surprised. “When I asked you to. This was the song, wasn’t it?”

“It brought you back..” I murmured, lifting a hand to graze the base of my throat. “Do you like it?”

“What do you mean… it brought me back?” I asked her in confusion, wincing when I caught her hand on her throat. Surely she couldn’t be talking about… “And of course I do. Thank you, Elle.”

A smile ghosted over my lips. “You’re welcome. It was…. it was when he took control. I sang it.. and it brought you back.”

Then it came to me. A scared voice singing for me. I remembered it called out to me, dragging me out of the prison I was in. I pulled her into a hug, digging my face in the crook of her neck and breathing her in.

“Thank you,” I whispered. “I’ll treasure it for as long as I live.”