There was always one thing that I was terrified of as a kid: water. I was not a fan of swimming. When I was five years old, I was scared at the pit of darkness other people called the sea. I found it intimidating when my eyes scanned the clear, pure water to look more into the darkness down there. Other people would laugh it off and say it was the seaweed and others didn't care what was underneath them but as a kid, my mind was a land of imagination where dinosaurs existed and penguins flew.

Now, my fear was not the water anymore. It was losing Levy right after I lost everyone I loved. The feeling of abandonment would demolish my life right away. I couldn't stand another wave of pain anymore; I was too tired to breathe.

When I screamed as the driver tried to punch Levy with a knife, my hand automatically grasped the rifle before he could and shot his neck, I would have thrown up as the mush of blood oozed out of his nape but I was looking at Levy the entire time.

A part deep inside of me was surprised at the response my body gave towards the fear of losing Levy. It was like my body wanted to protect him even if it meant shooting someone, my hands shook as the rifle collapsed beside me, my eyes not believing what I did.

It took years for experts to shoot with a rifle then how the hell was I good at it?

My fingertips trembled and my heart threatened to jump out of my chest. I was immobile.

Levy's arms caged me in comfort but I kept rocking back and forth as another hallucination invaded my emotions.

"Don't be an idiot, Lia. Levy will kill you at the end," my mom whispered in my ear as I tried to claw her out of my head.

"He's only using you because you protect him, he doesn't need you," she whispered some more and I screamed at her to go away.

"Lia, baby, stop!" Levy shouted and that was when I realized that my hands were on his neck, crushing his windpipe.

I quickly released my hold as I let out sobs of melancholy and tried to get away from Levy's hold.

"Why am I becoming this way?" I spoke out loud as I cried even harder and my shoulders shook with my desperation.

I wanted this chaos to end. I wanted a pure Levy getting back to me with a smile and a ring. I wanted quiet. I wanted so many things but who the hell would expect that after what we had done?

"I told you from the very beginning, Lia," he told me softly then his eyes darkened as he glared down at me since I was on his lap.

"You didn't listen, I told you this will affect you," he continued with a hard tone and my tears soaked his shirt. I felt bad for myself since he was right and I was wrong.

We stayed in each other's arms in the silence and he sighed while stroking my hair. My eyes traveled to the start of my insanity beside us and my heart hurt from pressuring my nerves.

"I love you, Lia," his breath hitched when he said that. I looked up at him with trembling lips. his eyes glistened at me and said, "I will leave you to be happy, maybe you could find someone who is a pure and good person," I wiped my tears and shook my head.

"I want you," my voice was scratchy and my hand held his clenched fist, "I am not okay. It took a lot of energy out of me," I admitted it for the first time.

"Lay here and I will take care of everything. Since our flight is canceled, there is another airport we could look into," he informed and I nodded tiredly. I just needed to sleep it off for now.

He pressed a kiss on his forehead and went as the blackness took me back into its arms.

"Princess, we're here," Levy whispered into my ear after he kissed my cheek and I opened my eyes, already feeling the headache.

He noticed me wince at the throbbing pain of my head and opened his duffle bag to give me aspirin for my headache. I thanked him and gulped down the bottle of water after swallowing the pill.

My hand squeezed his hand as his other hand pushed the airport trolley that had our bags after he placed them neatly. The good news was that a guy who worked on behalf of Mrs. Christina told us that there were tickets and that our flight was about an hour from now. I found myself admiring Mrs. Christina even more.

"Do you want to go to Mcdonalds in the food court?" Levy asked me with worry lines on his forehead and I shook my head.

I was nauseous and my stomach was not ready for food at all. the sun serenely settled down as we both stared outside the airport's transparent view of people rushing in to catch their flights or saying bye to their loved ones with tears in their eyes. Like I said before, I was fascinated by watching people.

Levy squeezed my hand and gave my neck a butterfly kiss.

"We will get through it all," he comforted me once he gave me a small smile. I felt a whole lot better just by these simple words. I'd forfeit my sanity for his sake.

"Yes, and we will have our own little family," I said and something in his eyes flickered, almost like he was wishful. It made my heart melt just watching the dazed look on his face.

His light amber irises met mine and for the first time, he told me something that made my posture stiff and my heart plummet.

"I'm only using you, Lia. I don't need you."