Once I’m parked in the overnight parking lot, I lock up and head inside.
I’m going to use the app I have to avoid bumping into Addie by checking her location. The last thing I need is to come up with a lie about why we’re both at the airport. This is a mission I’d rather no one know about.
Once I’m checked in, I make it through security and toward my gate. I watch the app and start to worry as I get closer and closer to her location.
Lifting my eyes, I search for her, finding her bubble gum pink hair. She’s sitting at her gate, face in her phone, oblivious to her surroundings.
She’s so fucking beautiful. The urge to go over to her is strong. After scoping the place out to make sure there are no sketchy-looking people, I keep going to my gate before she notices me.
Is what I’m doing wrong? Maybe. Do I care? Nah.
Love makes people do wild things, and I’d do just about anything for my Omega. Yes, I’ve been stupid and intentionally blind for the last few years, but let’s just say my eyes are wide open now.
I’m antsy as I wait for my flight. I hate just sitting around, and although I try to distract myself, my mind is elsewhere. I want to talk to Addie, but if I text her as myself, it will seem odd. We’re not close, and that's my fault. It’s something I plan to change.
I find myself pulling up her name, and before I know it, I’ve sent her a quick text.
Me: Have a safe flight. If you need anything, call me.
My Omega: Thanks xox.
That’s it. Sighing, I pull up the PA app on my phone. I can’t play games on here, but I can use the chat.
I find my chat between FatalDe@thWish and PastelPrincess.
FatalDe@thWish: Hey, you. Been a while. How’s life?
PastelPrincess: Hey! Yes, it’s been too long. What, two weeks since we talked haha. I’ve been good. Life has been crazy. How about you?
FatalDe@thWish: Could be better.
PastelPrincess: Oh no. Why? What's going on?
FatalDe@thWish: I’ve found myself in a bit of a hard spot.
PastelPrincess: Are you okay?
I shouldn’t do this, I know I shouldn’t. I’m not thinking this through. But if Waffle and Grim are able to tell her how they feel, then why the hell can’t Death?
FatalDe@thWish: Not really. There’s this girl I like. A girl I’ve known for a long time. She’s funny, sweet, and one hell of a player when it comes to Twisted Valley. But the thing is, she doesn’t know how I feel. I’ve been wanting to tell her for years, but didn’t want to ruin our friendship. What do you think I should do? Do you think she’d feel the same way?
I press send and feel my heart slam against my chest. What the hell did I just do? God, I’m so stupid all the time.
But maybe, just fucking maybe, if she knows how I feel about her, it will buy me some time. Put a pin in those other two, sweeping her off her feet and making her forget about me completely.
Yes, I know I’ll have to tell her I’m Death. I will, but I can’t right now.
Maybe I just made things a hell of a lot more complicated, but the idea of her being away with those guys, spending a weekend with them in their bed? Their hands on her? God, I already want to find them and rip them to shreds.
PastelPrincess: Death... is there another girl you’ve been playing with?
FatalDe@thWish: Nah, pretty princess. Just you. Only you.
PastelPrincess: You like me?
FatalDe@thWish: Very much so.
PastelPrincess: As more than just friends?
