Hell

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Elizabeth's POV
~In Dream~
I was walking down the sidewalk hand and hand with Smith. He was telling me jokes. You know,the really stupid one you can't help but laugh at. "What do you call a man with no arms or legs on the floor?"(Dad joke) "What?"
"Matt."
I laughed a little,"Okay! Just stop."
I laughed.
"I want to show you something." He lead me down a dirt path. At the end was a cabin.
We walked in. "This place is cool." "Good. I'm glad you like your death bed."
"What?" I turned around to see Smith holding up a gun.
"S-Smith?"
He gave me a smirk then fired.
~End of dream~
I shot up on the couch with a scream. All three ran over.
""Iz,you okay?" Asked Smith taking my hand.
I pulled my hand away and stood up.
I can't do this anymore.
I can't.
I love Smith,but I can't be happy if I keep living like this. I backed out of the room.
"Iz? What wrong?"
"Stay away from me Alex. Just stay away." I cried. You could clearly see that hurt Smith. Ross went to set his hand on my shoulder. But my fighting instance got the best of me and I cut his arm with my dagger. He yelled out in pain.
"I'm sorry." I cried, turning around and running.
"ELIZABETH! COME BACK!"
I could hear footsteps behind me. I just kept running.
Smiths POV
I ran after her for a bit but I lost her. For a girl who hates running,she can sure run fast as hell.
I walked into the office. Hannah was fixing up Ross's arm.
"You okay?" I asked. "Ya. Are you?" "No" I mumbled sitting in my chair.
I don't understand.
Why does she want me to stay away? Did Azazel make her think something? Like I'm going to hurt her. I love her.
I sighed and set my head in my hands. I was trying to hide the tears.
Someone patted my back,"It's okay friend. We will find her."
I looked up to see Lewis. I gave him a shy Smile.
"I hope."
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Elizabeth's POV
I sat down on the edge of some bridge. I looked down to see a dark pit of nothing.
This was the only way to get out of this hell isn't it?
I can't live a life knowing that someone out there wants to kill me.
I can't handle the magic,its eating me. Literally, I have burns from it across my whole body.
They just keep spreading. I slowly stood up. The wind blew my hair out of my face.
Suddenly someone grabbed my waist and pulled me down.
I was turned so I was facing the person. I looked down.
It was Smith.
Smiths POV
I set my hand under her chin and moved her head up so she was looking at me.
"Iz,do you not want to live like this?"
"I-I"
She took a deep breath.
"I love you Alex. I really do,but I can't do this whole magic thing anymore." I looked at her confused.
"If you don't want to do magic,just stop."
"It's not that easy." She lifted up her shirt so I could see burn marks all over her.
"Every time I have a nightmare it spreads. The dark magic isn't good for my body."
She lets go of her shirt letting it fall back into place.
"Well,there is one way to stop it. That doesn't evolve death." Her eyes light up.
"How?"
You um are going to have to um to forget about us again."

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