”Betty, when I look at you, all I see is light.” he told her. ”You are my Angel. The closest I can get to feeling the sun again. I’m used to the dark. It doesn't scare me or hold anything that could hurt me anymore. Now, you gave me a reason to protect what light might still be in me.”
Betty smiled and lean forward to kiss him tenderly
He kissed her back just as sweetly, cherishing the feeling.
" I love you" she whispered
”I love you too.” he said softly. ”Are you doing alright?”
She looked up at him" you should probably leave" she said
”And what if I didn't want to? How bad would that be?” he asked a little stubbornly.
" I didn't say I wanted you too just that. You should" Betty said looking away
”Why?” he asked, gently tilting her head to look at him again. ”I know you say it's dangerous but I don't like the idea of leaving you alone.”
She cupped his face "and I don't like the idea of you being alone with me I hurt you in any way I won't be able to live with myself"
He sighed softly, leaning into her touch. Being though all that he had, he was used to being hurt… But if him being hurt, hurt Betty… He nodded. ”H-how long do you think it'll be before I can hold you again?”
"months" Betty said
”That’s too long.” he shook his head in despair. ”Is there nothing I can do to help you?”
"kill me" she said in a joking manner but was dead serious
”Not funny and not going to happen.” Lysander said just as seriously.
"if it comes down to that that's what I want that's what I need you to do. . .please. . .for me" she said
”Stop asking me to do that.” he sighed. ”I’ll always protect you and find a way to get you back.”
She sighed and brought her hands back to her sides
Lysander shook his head briefly and looked back at Betty before leaning in to kiss her cheek. ”Do I really have to leave you?”
"it would probably be wise you can send Henry in" she suggested
Lysander nodded hesitantly and gave her another kiss, not wanting to leave her. ”Just call me if you need anything.” he begged as he slowly stood up.
Betty grabbed him pulling him back. Down and kissed him hard on the mouth
Lysander stumbled a little when she pulled him down but met her lips without question, gripping her shoulders gently.
She kissed him as if she would never kiss him again.
Lysander held her as close as he could, almost feeling her fear. ”It'll be alright, my love.”