Am I to believe you actually care?
You claim to love me so, yet, I am all alone. Where are you when I need you
most? Thought I was worth more but apparently I’m just another rose wilting in
the sun, untouched by any remote form of love. Perhaps it means nothing; love
that is, a lie, an amazing lie that can fool even the greatest player by its
trickery and games. Maybe it takes a
liar to win the game of love. You know, I think I’ll become a liar, and pretend
like I never loved you, then, maybe then, I’ll understand.
Endless
emotions rushed over Bella’s body as she felt the heart ache of betrayal, like
a bitter herb, on her tongue. Even though what she felt was caused by the man
that looked at her with fear in his eyes and a begging forgiveness, she only blamed
herself for the gun aimed at her head.
Right at this moment Brook didn’t even touch the thoughts that crept to
escape her lips, it was just Sam, the gun, and all the reasons this was her
fault.
“Bells,” Sam spoke
with that heartbroken, sweet voice she had always known but it just made Bella
want to fall to her knees in tears.
Why does he fool her
with that voice, making her want to believe that he was still her love struck
puppy always there to protect her.
“Shall we shoot her?”
The moment was ended
by a couple of lowly demons with the lust of her body and blood in their eyes.
They laughed cheerfully and she knew even with a rejection they would still
kill her and most likely rape what warmth that would be left in her body.
“Once in the throat, twice in the head,”
“A bloody scene, to leave her dead!”
In chorus, they sung such a twisted a ghastly song that
involved her death as well as their plans after she died. It made Bella cringe
and her knees buckle with fear. How she just wanted to get out of here, away
from the odorous tunnels and the trembling thoughts of her body being mutilated
and violated. To the cocking of guns,
Bella closed her eyes sending silent whispers to God so her soul would not be
trapped alongside her body.
“Do it and you’ll be ash!” Her eyes popped open to see Sam
growling at the two cowardly demons that now were backed in to a corner.
Even in fear, they still giggled and scowled at Sam but Sam
had the upper hand with two guns aimed for their heads.
“We never meant to upset you”
“Had no clue you were whipped!”
“Guess you’re just as low,”
“For letting a witch have your soul!”
The end of the line as the led went through their heads, but
instead of a violent scarlet, they fell in a pile of ash and vanished. Sam
trembled with anger but soon it was replaced with fear. He knew what laid ahead
for the deed he had just done.
“Annoying Creatures,”
Finally, Bella was able to drop to her knees in a burst of
tears and cries of terror. Sobbing uncontrollably, Bella remained in shock from
the horrible things she had gone through in the last five minutes. Sam confused
and just as much in shock, ran to her side in an attempt to comfort her.
“I’m Sorry Bells,”
Bella looked up, at the sweet blue eyes she had once thought
she knew, and sniffled.
“You have to leave,”
Sam pushed her up in a rush to save her from what was soon
to be his doom. He knew Austin would find out and wouldn’t even stifle a
Goodbye as he killed Bella. She looked at him one last time as she realized the
reason she was here. She couldn’t leave, not after all that. Brook still wasn’t
home safely and Bella wasn’t about to leave her now.
“I can’t leave,”
With that, Bella darted for the opposite direction, leaving
Sam in a panic as he whispered his last proclamation of love and farewell. When
Bella returned, Sam would be gone and hopefully she would return.
“Don’t
touch me!” Brook snarled as she slapped Austin’s hand away. She was getting to
the point where she figured it was better to fight back than just play the weak
damsel. Austin grabbed her wrist as she went to slap him again.
“Someone’s getting
her spirit back,” He gave a cruel smile, not taking her seriously. Sike kicked
his leg in an attempt to get him to let her go but it only made things worse.
Looking at those black eyes and that dark hair only filled Austin with rage and
annoyance. “Well aren’t we getting a
little brave, you mutt!” Kicking Sike off his leg, He turned back to an even feistier
Brook.
“I’m Braver than you!” Lifting himself off the ground, Sike
glared at Austin with strong willed eyes. Austin growled, raising his hand to
knock the defense less child against the wall. POP!
“Mommy?” Brook laid on the floor, pushing her head and upper
body up to at least look at the one she truly despised. She wiped the blood from the corner of her
mouth as Sike tried to go to her but she pushed him back. Her lip had a deep gash
in it from taking the impact and her eyes penetrated his.
“If you ever lay one hand on him I will personally plan your
funeral,” Her voice was low for she was still weak but she managed to say it
with enough venom to kill five men.
Austin’s mood turned as he enjoyed the sound of that challenge.
“Perhaps another time my dearest,” He offered his hand to
help her up but she turned her head in rejection. “Suit yourself,” With that,
he left the room and she embraced a teary eyed Sike.
“Shhh, its okay Sikey. Look, Mommy can handle anything,” He
gripped on tighter to her as she soothed him. Brook really would do anything for this small
image of West. She knew that with Austin so easy to harm the child, she had to
get him out of here.
It was
against every lie he had told himself, yet, there he was standing in front of
the one place he knew he’d have to return to sooner or later, but he was hoping
for later. “I said I wouldn’t do this to myself, but who am I kidding. Even
that cat called me out on my bullshit,” West gathered all his pride and tossed
it away because it wasn’t worth anything without her next to him.
The entrance was more run down than before, because at the
time he first came through it twelve years ago it had been a working underworld
club. Why the hell did they even have underworld clubs? Guess it was so Demons
could trap innocent or more along the lines of tainted souls. “Stop delaying
West,” With that, he entered being lead through the maze by poor lighting from the
torches. He guided himself against the
dripping cold stones. “Poor plumbing. Damn this place has literally gone to
hell. Humans take so much better care of stuff,” Jokes aside, he continued down
to a larger section where he heard a sweet honey silken voice that made his
stomach turn.
“What did we expect boys. A mutt is just a useless tool that
breaks so easily,” It was Austin and amazingly he hadn’t scented an enraged
West. He apparently was too focused on something else but what? Austin raised a
hand that no longer looked human. It was his true form of a grey beast like
creature with long dirty claws, but West had no right to be even the slightest
bit shocked for his form was just as beastly and devilish. What did you expect
from some of the most powerful devils hell has ever known? Austin’s hand, I mean paw, slashed across what
sounded like flesh and bone making a terrible crunching sound. Blood and bits
of white pieces flew into the air. “We can’t have weakness,” One of the goblin
looking demons handed Austin a towel in which he wiped his now human hand clean
of the remaining blood. “Clean this up, you disgusting low class demon,” He
through the towel back at the lower demon who bowed in turn and looked at a
leaving Austin with pure admiration.
Once Austin had vanished, West stepped out from the shadows
to see the bloody remains of the guy he knew as Sam. He had known about his
little secret but never knew he would fall so close to this side of things.
West expressed no pity for Sam but felt like he deserved to be avenged since it
was Austin that killed him after all and he was all up for more reason to
destroy that so called pretty boy!
“Well hello there boys, “They all turned to see West
cracking his knuckles as he gave a huge grin, “Miss me?
