The Power of Love
By Vanilla Tiger
AN: Set during S6.
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He thinks you love him.
He stares at you with devoted eyes and it would make you laugh if you didn't
find it so fucking hot.
He's yours. You own him.
And that thought makes you want to laugh all over again, the deranged cackle
of the psychotic genius who is drunk on his own sense of power.
It's all about power.
You could mock him, hurt him, abandon him and the poor wretch would still come
crawling back for more. He loves you.
Perhaps this is your revenge against Katrina who had the effrontery to leave
you despite how much you needed her. She hurt you even though you loved her;
you'll hurt him because he loves you.
Maybe it's part of your revenge against the world. You'll use him as you wish,
and when you eventually get bored of the whole thing you can just cast him aside.
It'll be like he never existed.
Occasionally you wonder if he ever truly existed before you.
You'll move on, relishing the freedom. Bigger and brighter things will be waiting;
the world ready to fall into your lap. No need to think of the boy you left
behind, whose tear-stained face will show the true nature of love.
Will he continue the cycle? It's doubtful, but one should never underestimate
the pain of repeated rejection.
Still all that belongs to the future. For now you're simply going to relax and
enjoy yourself. His love for you means that you're in control, and there's no
place you'd rather be.
He thinks you love him.
He stares at you with devoted eyes and it would make you laugh if you didn't
find it so fucking hot.
He's yours. You own him.
And that thought makes you want to laugh all over again, the deranged cackle
of the psychotic genius who is drunk on his own sense of power.
It's all about power.
You could mock him, hurt him, abandon him and the poor wretch would still come
crawling back for more. He loves you.
Perhaps this is your revenge against Katrina who had the effrontery to leave
you despite how much you needed her. She hurt you even though you loved her;
you'll hurt him because he loves you.
Maybe it's part of your revenge against the world. You'll use him as you wish,
and when you eventually get bored of the whole thing you can just cast him aside.
It'll be like he never existed.
Occasionally you wonder if he ever truly existed before you.
You'll move on, relishing the freedom. Bigger and brighter things will be waiting;
the world ready to fall into your lap. No need to think of the boy you left
behind, whose tear-stained face will show the true nature of love.
Will he continue the cycle? It's doubtful, but one should never underestimate
the pain of repeated rejection.
Still all that belongs to the future. For now you're simply going to relax and
enjoy yourself. His love for you means that you're in control, and there's no
place you'd rather be.