Author's Notes: Written for Louise Foxhall's "Skittles" Challenge on the HPFC forum. Just to remind you, I own neither the characters, nor the lyrics to the song "Blue" by the Birthday Massacre.

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Our romance is soaked in blood. There is blood from our victims, of course – that permeates our lives, staining everything we touch red. But the blood of our romance is more than that. It is the blood of my virginity, which I gave to him willingly. It is the blood that trickles from the cuts he makes on my body, to show how I am his. It is the blood on his hands that he paints across my face when he strikes me, turning me into a living display of his violence.