Your P.O.V.:
Your body shot up, awakened by the clamor your alarm clock gave off.
8:30 am.
You read, as you shut it off, sleepily rubbing your eyes with your free-hand.
You shuffled to your feet, yawning as you stalked slowly to your bathroom.
You stared at your reflection, limply picking up your toothbrush.
"I look like a goddess," You remarked in a sarcastic tone, before squeezing a bit of toothpaste onto its crisp bristles.
You did so, brushing your teeth, whilst allowing your eyes to drift close.
Sleepiness still lingered, and its presence was clinging to you like duct tape. You'd even lost consciousness for a moment, as toothpaste began to drip loosely out the corner of your mouth and the water continued to run.
Normally, you would be up and alert, ready for the day's activities, but you were up late last night, thinking about Willaim.
Not the usual obsessing, but the fact that you were both now a couple, the fact that you'd kissed, and the fact that he wasn't completely himself.
Those simple thoughts kept you up for hours on end, and they didn't allow you to fall asleep until about 4 am.
The sudden noise of your doorbell ringing brought you back to the present, as your eyes popped open.
"Shit," You cursed, wiping off your mouth.
You had dark circles underneath your eyes, and your messy bun was..well.. really messy.
You fixed yourself up a bit before going to open your door.
"Sorry, I'm just now-" You paused, as the first glimpse you had of your visitor had you shaking in a matter of seconds.
"Wow, you're even hot when you wake up," The voice uttered.
You blushed at his comment.
And yes, it was Willaim's voice. But it was deeper, and also it wasn't Willaim.
"Black..?" You whispered his name, as his mouth formed a sly smile.
"Not quite, my dear. You can just call me Despair if you wanna play with nicknames." He said casually as if the two of you were just old friends.
You squinted your eyes at him, as he pushed past you and walked into the open space of your apartment.
"Nice place you've got here." He complimented on the basic decorations that occupied the room.
"Thanks.. but.. um.. how the hell did you know where I live?" You asked with a tone of annoyance.
If it wasn't already obvious, you didn't like this whole Despair guy.
He took part of Willaim's freedom as a human being, and he comes and goes whenever he pleases. Not to mention the guy was evil. He had a vile feel to him, the whole crazy 'I'll take over the world,' vibe.
"I share memories and feelings with the nerd, so I remember your address. Plus, since he thinks you're pretty hot, so do I."
He replied, running his pale fingers through his hair.
"Uh-huh.. and why are you here again?" You questioned him, crossing your arms over your chest.
He smiled, his eyes resting on yours.
"You ask a lot of questions, y'know that sweetheart?"
"And you really don't have many answers, do you asshole?" You snapped at him, causing him to throw his hands up in defense.
"Woah woah woah, there's no need for that sour attitude. From what I remember when we first met, you had a bit of a crush on me, little miss (Y/n)."
God you hated that..
The way your name rolled off his tongue, the way he was able to make you blush so easily, you just hated him period.
"S-shutup. I thought you were Black at the time." You growled, plopping on your couch.
He chuckled, going to sit next to you, and throwing a lazy arm around your shoulders.
Your eye twitched suddenly at the sudden bodily contact, and you proceeded to scoot away from him.
"I never said you could touch me..." You muttered under your breath.
"Jeeze. Someone's a little stingy aren't they?" He said.
"I'm only that way because I really don't like you," You scowled at him, and typical of him, he just returned the gesture with a smirk.
"Ugh. Forget this. I'm going to take a shower, and if you aren't outta here by the time I get out, we're gonna have a problem." You ordered him, walking into your bathroom.
"Sure, princess." He replied in a bland tone.
You rolled your eyes, turning the knob on your shower on and shimmying off your clothes.
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After you'd gotten out of the shower, your eyes widened to see Black, NO Despair, admiring your contacts in your medicine cabinet.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!" You screamed, scurrying to get a towel to cover yourself.
"You have a really bad prescription for your contacts, y'know. I don"t even know how you can see with these,"
"Forget the damn contacts, just get out!!" You hissed, pushing him out.
You slammed the door behind him, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Y-you didn't see anything, did you?" You called anxiously from the confinement of your bathroom.
"We'll just say your body is hard to take my eyes off of." His muffled voice was lowered from beyond the hindrance of the door.
You gagged at his response, annoyingly running your fingers through your damp hair.
"Pervert," You muttered before leaning away from the door.
Suddenly, something caught your eye. On the floor was a note it seemed, crumpled up and fading to a beige color.
It wasn't yours, so Despair must've dropped it when you pushed him out.
You picked it up cautiously, carefully unfolding it.
Your eyes scanned the contents of it slowly.

'I found her. I finally found her. All this time, I've been on edge, looking for her. The reason why I'm still here. The reason why I exist. Going by the name of the devil, going by the name of the watchman, and forgetting the name that she'd given me.
She wasn't afraid of me. And though at the time she was just a little girl, I'd already fallen in love with her. But I'd lost her. I found her once again, and I'm determined not to lose her. Nothing will stand in my way. Not the one that she thinks she loves, and not the power she wields. I'll make her remember.. our promise. I'll be the king, and she'll finally be my queen.'

Your eyes widened, as you concluded the note. You couldn't even make out who the note was written to, as the signature was fairly garbled, but you knew for a fact that it had to be written by Despair.
Though, who was this girl he was talking about? This girl he had supposedly fallen in love with..?
You folded it back into its previous form, and stuffed it into the pocket of the jeans you planned to wear.

After getting dressed, you emerged from the depths of your bathroom to see Despair who leaned against the wall with his eyes shut. The sun's rays shined upon him, upon his resting face.
With his wild pale blonde locks pushed back lazily, and his coat covering his body in a plethera of navy tones.
He looked peaceful, and for the moment... He didn't actually frighten you.
"Despair..?" You called his name, your fingertips nervously pressed against your pocket.
"You finally called me by name.. we're going places." He said, slowly opening his blood soaked eyes. They came into line with yours, and it cause shivers to dance down your spine.
'I'll make her remember,' His voice rose in your head, and caused you to push on with your request.
You shifted around nervously before your lips parted.
You were curious to know who his queen was, but you felt that maybe you already knew the answer.
The words ran off your lips like they were in a script."..Who's the girl you fell in love with?"

Woow guys. I'm sorry that this took so long to get out. I lost my phone, I started swim, and so much more. But today I had a snowday so I hope you guys enjoy it. I plan to have the next chapter up by Saturday ╮(╯▽╰)╭
Love you all! - Drama Typhoon