DarkLove: I'm a Believer

Pitch’s POV

I thought love was only true in fairy tales,
Meant for someone else, but not for me.

To be truthful, I thought love was only true in those cheesy fairy tales I’ve heard parents told their children. I also believed that it was meant for anyone but me. I mean, who would love the King of Nightmares? That’s right; no one.

Oh, love was out to get me,
That's the way it seemed,
Disappointment haunted all my dreams.

I sometimes watch couples in Burgess, wishing I could experience the things they experience; the only thing I’m missing is a girl. But like I said before, who would love me?

Then I saw her face,
Now I'm a believer.

Then I met Cupid Valentina. The second I saw her, I knew she was the one.

It was at a Christmas Party when we met. Surprisingly, I was invited by the Guardians, so I attended. While I was standing alone, I saw her; Cupid. She was in a beautiful dress with bows and hearts on her necklace, earrings, and around her large pink eyes. She had a big light pink bow in her long black hair that had pink streaks in it. She also had pink high heels with black tips, making her look taller. Not that I was staring all that closely, but it looked like she had black boyshorts and a light pink tank top under her short dress. She had white skin, pointy ears, and a round black nose.

She was standing alone as well. She looked sad; she was watching Bunny and Tooth chat with each other, like they were more than friends. I figured she liked him. Ouch, that had to hurt for her. So I walked up towards her and introduced myself to her, and we clicked almost right away.

Unlike any other girls, she gave me a second chance; and I’m so glad she did. Thanks to her, I believe that love is meant for me, like for everyone else.

A few weeks later, I asked her to be my girlfriend, and she said yes. I haven’t had a girlfriend since I was mortal. Funny thing is, she said that she hasn’t had a boyfriend since she was mortal. Plus guys who believed in her had the nerve to use her so she can make a girl the guy actually likes like him back.

After she told me that, I vowed to treat her much better than those jerks did.

Not a trace,
Of doubt in my mind.
I'm in love,
I'm a believer, I couldn't leave her if I tried.

After a couple months, me and Cupid still had a strong bond. It’s like I could sense if Cupid was in trouble. But the one time I didn’t, she was kidnapped by a psychotic, obsessed believer.

It took a couple weeks for me and the other Guardians to find her. When we did, there was a fight with us against the believer. Well, more like Sandy against the believer. Basically, he knocked out the guy with his dream sand, and North put him in a police car. Then Jack and I found Cupid, who looked awful, in the basement. Her black tank top and blouse were horribly wrinkled, her tank was bunched up, and her pink plaid skirt was next to her, showing her underwear, which thankfully she was still wearing.

After getting unlocked from the wall by Jack and putting her skirt back on, she ran up to me at top speed and jumped in my arms. It was an emotional scene; she was sobbing in my chest as I kept my tears in while comforting her. I was so glad that Cupid was back in my arms, alive and, sort of, well.

I thought love was more or less a given thing,
Seems the more I gave, the less I got.
Oh, what's the use in trying,
All you get is pain,
When I needed sunshine, I got rain.

After a few months, Cupid was back to the way she was before she was taken. I had fallen deeper in love with her over the months.

With other girlfriends from my mortal life, all I got was pain. Either by using me or cheating, or whatever. So far, Cupid hasn’t done that; She isn’t like that.

Then I saw her face,
Now I'm a believer.
Not a trace,
Of doubt in my mind.
I'm in love,
I'm a believer, I couldn't leave her if I tried.

Cupid was a lot sweeter than the other girls. She was more loyal and trusting; And more appreciative too.

I loved to spoil her. But I wouldn’t call it spoiled; I’d call it giving her whatever she deserves and more. Whenever I take her shopping, I get her everything she says she loves in her size. Seriously, I never take no for an answer with her; But I have exceptions.

Love was out to get me,
That's the way it seemed,
Disappointment haunted all my dreams.
Then I saw her face,
Now I'm a believer.
Not a trace,
Of doubt in my mind.
I'm in love,
I'm a believer, I couldn't leave her if I tried.

Sometimes she even does the same thing to me; I tell her that I like something, and she gets it. And she doesn’t take no for an answer either. She can be stubborn sometimes, but I still loved her.

I said this to her (except the stubborn part) after a while, and she said “I love you too Pitch” to me. Then we had our first kiss.

Yes, I saw her face,
Now I'm a believer.
Not a trace,
Of doubt in my mind.
Said, I'm a believer, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

After almost a year, I asked Cupid a very important question. And she said yes.