xlv. forty five
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WHEN ZEKE WAS shoved through the portal of hell, I truly believed that the next time he came back, I would fight it. I would kill his men and not go without a screaming fight. I had practiced so much in what seemed to be a short amount of time to kill him.

I didn't regret going with him, giving him what he wanted. I didn't regret that, I only regretted pushing Dawson out of my life over some petty bullshit. Part of me knows Dawson would've gotten himself killed trying to keep me from the black portal, where he would lose me forever. I'm glad he didn't see it happen.

Now, I was in hell. I was falling in complete darkness, memories of my human parents flashing before my eyes. I missed them so much, with them I was just a normal teenage girl who had things ahead of her like college and men. The moment I turned eighteen, my life turned upside down and I realized I was one of the most powerful creatures in the world. I'm not going to tell you that I always knew I was different, I didn't. I swear to god, I'm the most plainest person on this earth so when I learned that I had some crazy secret life, it fucked me up.

Maybe this is hell, the darkness and complete silence. I was alone with only my thoughts and I couldn't seem to fathom how I let him go. I missed everyone deeply. I missed my mom and dad, I even missed Kyla in some sick sense. I guess this whole thing hurt more because I never wanted to leave them, especially him.

I close my eyes, I see him standing in front of me and as I cry, I hear all of the things he's ever told me. I watch every moment we ever spent together, the memories and the fights.

I didn't know what the devil and his son had in store but what I did know was that I wasn't coming out of this alive and I sure in the hell wouldn't be the same. That was okay, I knew that he was safe above and he wasn't going to suffer as much as I'm going to. That made it worth it.

I knew the odds of me managing to get from Hell was slim, I knew that I wouldn't see my loved ones for a long time. I instinctively touch the pearl and ruby that is hanging in front of me. My tear floating above me as I stop in mid air, I suck in a breath.

This was going to be a wild journey.