Stolitz

War, Peace and Love Part 2

Omg, I didn’t know I would get so much feedback on the 1st part. I’m glad that I got the feedback on it. Here’s part 2 of my Stolitz story. Also there is angst in this part, sorry 🙂

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Blitz’s POV

I can’t believe this is happening, me and Stolas are going to hang out at his house with our daughters! I’m a little nervous, what if the same thing happens? What if they don’t like each other? What if Octavia doesn’t like me because I’m the reason that her parents got separated, apparently unsecured to me that I was speaking aloud to myself and Stolas overheard. He put a hand on my shoulder and it stopped me in my tracks.I looked up at him as he gave me a hug, “You didn’t do anything wrong, Blitz, I know Via will adore you once she gets to know you more, just like I have.” I smile at the thought of us one day being one big happy family but, I also wonder, where is the rest of my family at? Why haven’t the rest of them spoken up since the news got wind of our relationship? Most of the people in Hell now are killing off homophobes and they are all bashing Stella and her family about knowing the domestic abuse and how spoiled they’re daughter became. Don’t even get me started on the assassin Stella put on Stol, they ended up getting together shockingly enough, she can now be called a hypercrate for telling Stols that fucking lower class imps is ‘Distastefull’. 

“How’d I get so lucky…?” I look at Stols and smile warmly at him. “What do you mean, Darling?” He kisses my cheek and tilts his head to look at me. “I mean, how’d I get so lucky to have met you, that I… Years ago, I never would have thought that we…” “Would be together? You finally finding calm and happiness?” He smiles at me and I nod. “I… I think it’s time we sat down and I tell you… About my parents…” He looks at me shocked and concerned; “Are you sure, Blitz? You know you don’t have too, I know how uncomfortable it makes you talking about them.”. “I’m fine, Stols, It’s about time, you knew of them.” I take his hand into mine and we go into the living room and sit down on the couch, Stolas makes some tea and he pours me a cup along with himself a cup as well. I take a sip before preparing myself for what I would tell him about the life I left behind… Why Fizzarolli went after me so harshly at the nightclub in Lust. Everything. 

“My parents when I was younger, my mother and my sister were the only ones who truly cared for me… my father was normally two-faced with me, he would throw me into his scams or tried to work me for money to help my mother with her health issues… all that I was told was that she was fairly sick, I never knew how she got that sick or mostly when she got sick but, she was on her deathbed pretty much when he first met. One day I met someone who knew who was going to join me in my acts in the circus. That guy is now known as Fizzarolli”, “you knew Fizzarolli when you were a child? No wonder he knew so much about you in Lust…” I nod reluctantly. “Fizzarolli and I were inseparable as children but, one day….. I messed up… bad…. Our new act was called the blindfolded spinning sword throwing or B.S.S.T, we first started it out with just throwing sticks back and forth to each other than went to swords… when it came to our first 3 shows that we did this with were a success, my father added in a new part to the act… one that he should have never put implemented..” Stolas puts his hand onto mine and just holds it and stays close to me. “ I tried for so many years to convince him to stop the act, that it was hurting not only Fizzarolli but also me……. He never gave a damn about me, he cared more about Fizzarolli than his own son.”

Stolas looked at me and used his hand to wipe a tear off of my cheek, I hadn’t even realized I was crying. “As time went on, Fizzarolli got more famous and I just got left off in the background more and more, the only I got the less acts I had till the only thing I had in the family business was to hand out balloons to the little kids around the small park we had…. Fizzarolli, who isn’t even family, got my father’s praise, his guidance, his love, and Fizz got his name in his will when my father passed, I wasn’t even mentioned….” My tail wrapped around Stolas’s waist. “But, no matter the hurt that the past did to me, younger me never would’ve thought that I would have a prince or anyone really as a partner…. My only thoughts of the future, back then, were mainly the circus, not if I was going to find a future partner to spend my life with…” Stolas smiles softly and holds me close to him. “I got off topic about it, during the act…. There was an accident one night, everyone cheered, a few people had screamed in horror but, I had no idea that something bad had happened until I felt someone pulling me off stage and beating the hell out of me, I finally took the blindfold off…. It was my father, he was beating the shit out of me because of the accident. During the act, I had sliced all of Fizzarolli’s legs and arms off at the shoulders…… I had immobilized him…. My father had blamed me for everything that had happened but, I had told him yet again that we are children…. We haven’t learned this act for very long and hadn’t gotten the hang of the act entirely…. He still beat me for ‘Making up excuses to protect my sorry ass’ as he would’ve put it….”