Dark Dreams

Sitting in his tower. I walk to the gate, heading around the side to the garden. The flowers...all dead...but one. One grey flower, full bloom. I sit on the bench. Jumping from the window his finger lays on my nose, pushing down he flips and lands infront of me. The ground breaking in his place.
"You lied to me..." he says
Grabbing my head he slams it into the bench. I let out a yelp and fall to the ground
"You said...you were my friend...."
I open my eyes. He looks like a child. Yet his anger rises.
"I thought...you started to like me!!!"
He stomps on my arm, then my neck, I puke out blood
"I did!!"
He stops his rampage and stares at me
"You did?"
"Yes!!"
"Really?"
He looks just like a kid, a little boy, still in his black cloths.
"yes...you were...so nice and sweet to me!! I even started to like you..."
"Like me?"
"like like you..."
he runs up and hugs me, still as a little boy, I sit back down on the bench and he crawls into my lap. I pet his head, running my hands threw his hair.
"I love you..." he says
I gulp down hard, still running my hands threw his soft hair
"Why...did you-"
"He was in the way of us Lexi"
Looking back down hes normal, I smile a bit
"Your so cute as a little boy..."
He grunts
"ppfff...shut up..." he gives a small laugh
"You do!! Throwing your little tantrupfits!! haha!"
He looks up to me. Giving me a little snarel
"Well...thats the first time thats happened in a long time, over three thousend years i think..."
"Why dose that happen?"
"God...when I like...both cry, and play with toys haha!!!"
For once he laughs, he sounds so nice with his laugh, a happy and hyper laugh...a little girly perhaps but all in all...
"Oh my fucking god your laugh is so cute!!!"
He blushes
"No its not!! Dont make fun of my laugh!!!"
"Im not its so cute!!"
"Stop it!!"
"Why?!?"
"I hate my laugh!! please..."
"Aww....its ok....you shouldnt tho, its super cute, i think its adorable!!"
He looks back at me
"You mean it?"
"Yes"
I hesitate, turning him over and kissing him on his lips. There cold..but soft...His eyes wide open, a shocked look on his face.
"What...was...."
"So I could show you I ment it..."
He stands up and walks back over to the garden. Plucking the only rose left. He walks back over, I stand up and he pushes me back down.
"Wha..."
"I like laying in your lap..."
He lays his head down again. Holding the rose just under my chin. I play with his hair. The taste of his lips are still on mines, they taste like blood.
"He didnt vanish without a trace...theres still parts of him left..." he says
"What..you mean Castile?"
"Yep..."
I looked inside the rose, a bright red orb...and a strand of hair grew in each pettal.
"Is this..."
"Straigh from the ash of his body....his hearts in that orb to"
"Why...why...why are you giving this to me?"
"You asked for something to remember him by...so i gave it to you"