The deal with the god (Hades x OC)

Chapter 22

Hades's POV
One day had passed since Opal and I kissed. I spent the whole day recalling what happened. How I lost control of myself so easily. And I came to one conclusion.
Opal has to leave.
She has to leave because I love her.
Because I do not want her to live her whole life locked in the palace.
But, mostly, because I do not trust myself enough to love her.
I see what I do to people,
I see the looks everyone gives me every time I pass by,
I hear their whispers
I heard Persephone sobbing in her room.
Crying, despite telling me she loved me.
They hate me,
They think I'm evil
Hades, god of the underworld and the dead.
How can I be loved?
Who dares to love death?
Opal
This would be the day that I finally let her go.
When I realize what I have to do, tears start to leave my eyes. And I was crying, even though everyone knows that gods don't cry. But didn't everyone also know that love was always supposed to work out? If two people loved each other, isn't everything supposed to end well?
So there I was, sitting in my bed while these silly, evil things called feelings took advantage of me.
Gods do cry and love does not always mean a happy ending.
***
The door opens and I don't have time to hide the tears. No one entered my room without knocking. No one except Opal. I think that she noticed that I was crying, she just didn't know what to do, so she sat down next to me on the edge of the bed and said nothing.
But I could feel her panicking inside.
She stayed there for a while, unsure of what she was supposed to say. So she stayed quiet, wrapping her arms around me and resting her head on my shoulder.
It was so relaxing, just staying there with her, not having to care about anything else.
It only made it worse, because I knew what would eventually happen. But I kept putting it off.
A few minutes later she broke the silence. "What's wrong?" She asked.
"It's complicated."
She waited for me to develop my thoughts, but I didn't.
"You can... you can tell me." She said. "I don't mind complicated things."
"It's not important." I lied. For me, she was the most important thing in the whole world.
"Then why are you crying? It doesn't make sense."
"It doesn't have to make sense, Opal, that's not how it works."
"If you say so." She tightened her arms around me. "I can stay here until you feel better, if you want."
"You have to leave." I said, trying to sound serious.
"But I don't want to go back to my room, I want to stay here with you."
"No. You have to leave the Underworld."
And there it was.
The sound of both of our hearts breaking.
The sound of her taking her arms off of my waist.
"What?"
"You have to be packed and ready to go tomorrow."
"W-Why?"
"It doesn't matter why. Just do it."
"N-No, Hades. I don't want to go." She insisted, trying to control herself. "I don't want to be alone again." She whispered.
Neither did I.
And it hurt so much.
With each word that left my mouth a thousand daggers pierced my heart.
But I had to do it, like ripping off a bandaid.
Except that I loved the way the bandaid covered my wounds, and the way the bandaid felt on my skin, and the way the bandaid said my name and the way the bandaid looked me in the eyes. I hated that the wound that this bandaid covered was made by the previous band aid.
I didn't say anything, I couldn't even look at her.
"Don't do this to me, Hades, please." She pleaded. "Please, don't do this to me."
And now we were both crying, and it only took one look from me for her to understand that it was really over.

Opal's POV
I was just so confused.
Confused and hurt.
Why did he act like that all of the sudden?
What did I do?
And I couldn't stop crying as I packed my bags. My hands were shaking and I couldn't even see what I was doing properly. Normally, in times like these I would try to find Hades. But I couldn't do that this time so I just suffered alone. Didn't he understand that I wanted to stay here with him? I didn't want to go back home, where I was all on my own. I had no friends, I rarely saw my family. I would spend the rest of my days alone. I didn't want that anymore. Not after knowing that I could have something with him.
I loved him.
I loved him
I loved him
But that only made it worse.
***
It was the next day and I was leaving my room with my bags. I started to make my way into the entrance of the palace. Unconsciously hoping that he would be right behind me, telling me to come back.
But he wasn't.
I was saying goodbye to the servants and to Steve and John, and he didn't even bother to show up.
I wasn't angry (maybe a bit).
I was disappointed.
Disappointed because our last conversation ended catastrophically.
That's when I came to a realization:
That conversation didn't have to be the last one.

I was running through the palace, leaving everything behind with Steve and John, I didn't even get the opportunity to get to his room, because I could see that he was doing the same thing as I. We both came to a halt.
"Hades." I whispered.
I was able to faintly hear my name leaving his mouth.
"I was- I was on my way to say goodbye." He said, even though he made no effort to actually step closer. But, unconsciously, I was already making my way towards him.
"Don't do it." I said. "Please, don't make me leave."
He said nothing, he just looked me in the eyes.
"Why?" I asked
"I wish that I could tell you, I really do." He said, and it was impossible to not see the pain he was in. It mirrored mine.
"Then tell me, Hades."
"I cannot."
"Tell me that you're sorry, at least." I demanded.
"I am deeply sorry, Opal." He apologized. "I can't tell you why this is happening, but you must understand that it is for the best, lov-" He stopped himself, but I knew what he was going to say. "But I am so sorry, and I hope that one day you can forgive me."
"I hope so too." I said. "Goodbye, Hades."
"Goodbye, Opal."
"Thank you for taking care of me."
And that was it.
He teleported me back home and I never saw him again.