Mercy *Obi x OC* (COMPLETE)

Hell To Have You

Song: Hell To Have You - Sam Tinnesz ft. Our Last Night

 I wake up in a panic with tears running down my face, ready to die trying to save myself from Threil as I try to get to my feet. I pause as I realize I'm still in the room in Obi's cottage. I must have dozed off without noticing. I'm alone and safe... I wipe my tears away and sigh but quickly realize that I'm not alone after all when I hear slight movement beside me.

"Bad dream, Elydia?"

My heart drops as I turn my head to find Threil lounging in a chair beside my bed.

"How did you find me?" I ask quietly. "Where is Obi?"

"That little street urchin? He's been taken care of."

Oh no, he's dead because of me... "What did you do to him?"

"That's nothing to concern yourself with, Love. Now, you've had your fun with this rebellious nonsense, so let's go home."

"I don't want to go with you. I told you before that I was leaving and that I didn't love you."

"That's ridiculous. You're meant to be with me." He replies simply, as if he were just talking about the weather.

He gets to his feet and holds a hand out toward me. I want to take it on impulse but the reminders of the detox, my escape, and Obi's demise makes my hand stop.

"No."

"No?" He repeats with a dark chuckle. "I don't believe that refusal was an option, Elydia. You. Are. Mine."

"I'd rather you kill me instead of returning to that house." I respond as I try to get to my feet from the other side of the bed. "But, regardless of the outcome, I'm not going down without a fight."

"You can barely move, but I'll let this be your final act of defiance I suppose." He sighs as he watches me stand shakily.

This is incredibly stupid and I have zero confidence in myself and my ability to even stand for more than twenty seconds, let alone taking down the one man I fear the most. I have always wanted to die, to escape the bonds of life, so I may as well go down fighting. Obi is gone so there's no chance of me ever getting to understand who he was or what the ring and his vague explanation may have meant. I'll never get to learn who I was. I grit my teeth and brace myself before lunging at him. All I can see is the sadistic amusement in his bright blue eyes.

I can't feel anything. My body doesn't hurt at all anymore and I don't feel as if I'm constantly on the verge of vomiting my insides out. Perhaps I died fighting Threil and I'm in some form of post-life existence that a book spoke of. Several of them mentioned that the pains of life would be no more. One or two said we could encounter those we knew in life. I wonder if Obi will be here as well. I could apologize to him for involving him in my mess with Threil. I hope that I won't be approached by those whose lives I have taken. I am- was- a murderer. I'm a terrible person... If I'm not dead then I deserve to die. I only did as I was told but I still took their lives. This is so complicated... I don't think that I would enjoy being a deity in charge of deciding who deserves to go where upon their deaths. Life isn't always black and white.

A movement in the void draws my attention and the placement of the noise makes me realize that I sadly am not dead, I've just been not quite fully conscious with my eyes closed. I'm in a room and there's someone in here with me. I imagine it is Threil, but every fiber of my being is dreading opening my eyes to find out for sure. Obi is dead so I have no other option. I failed as I had thought I would. He's drugging me again, that's why I'm not hurting anymore. Obi tried to take care of me and get me through detoxing from it only for Threil to begin again. I force my heavy eyelids to open and find Threil settled in a chair beside my bed.

"Oh good, you're awake. I was starting to worry about you, Love."

"What did you do to me?" I croak out.

"You were in an accident, remember? You were caught in a storm and got hit by a falling limb. I went out looking for you and found you. You've been asleep ever since."

"What are you talking about?" My head is pounding and none of this makes sense. "I left you and you tried to kill me. There was a guy that saved me but you killed him and tried to make me come home with you."

Threil arches a brow before chuckling and shaking his head. "You must have some very wild dreams. I can assure you none of that ever happened. I've been here by your bedside making sure you're taken care of."

"But-"

"Don't worry about it, Darling. You just relax and get better. I worry about you."

None of this makes sense. I ran away. I came across Obi while Threil tried to kill me. Obi took me in and he told me that we grew up together. I have his necklace with his family seal on it. This happened. It had to have happened. There's no way it didn't.

"You're going to make your head explode thinking so hard. It was just a dream." Threil gets to his feet and leans down to kiss my forehead before offering dinner of my choice.

His kindness throws me off for a moment so I just blurt out whatever food first comes to mind. He accepts my answer without question and promises to return once it's done. My head hurts way too much to figure this out.