The Moon And His Star

Clash Of Lovers

Jamila wiped away her tears. As she stayed stony faced before making her way back to Steven and Marc.

She was so pissed that she didnt notice how happy Steven looked as he explained to her.

"Can he hear me?" She said harshly. "Alexander? I don't think so. God, I hope not." Steven chuckled. But Jamila was in no laughing mood.

"What happened to my parents?" She asked. "And my uncle?" She added. Steven looked at her confused.

"Im talking to you." She said. "What?" Steven asked. "I am talking to you Marc!" She said getting more angry by the minute.

Marc fronted now as he grabbed her hand. "Come on. Let's go, let's go." "No." Jamila refused to move. "We need to go right now." Marc desperately urged. "Marc, What happened to my parents?" Jamila demanded.

"Listen to me. We need to leave right now." Marc said. "I will explain everything, I swear. But we have to go." Marc said "Did you kill Nur El Faouly and her husband Ahmed Khaleel? Her brother Abdallah El Faouly?!" She desperately wanted answers as he looked at him.

She wanted any sign to tell her it was a lie. That it wasnt him. But she noticed the look of remorse in his eyes.

Marc however shook his head. "Of course not. Of course I didn't." He said he wanted her to belive him. Because it was true. He didnt kill them.

"But you were there. Werent you? You watched them die. You let them die." Jamila said as she backed away from him.

"I was there. Yeah. I was." Marc told her.

"Tell me. Tell me how you watched them die. How they screamed for help as you watched them die." She said. As Marc winced.

"Bushman was jealous of your parents he wanted them dead." Marc explained. Jamila scoffed as she wiped tears away.

"he tracked them down. Took me with him." "And then he shot them mercilessly while you watched." Jamila said.

"I tried to stop him talk some sense into him. Bushmans a powerful man." Marc said. "And my uncle? How did he die?" Jamila asked.

"Bushman turned greedy. He killed Abdallah El Faouly. I tried to stop him but he shot me too. Its how i met Khonshu." Marc explained.

"I dont know what to do Marc. I wanna hate you so bad, but i cant i just feel sorry for you. I just need sometime. After all this is over. I need to go away for a while. I mean i cant think straight."

"No. No baby please no. I just got you back." Marc begged.

Jamila shook her head. "Weren't you the one who said you were going to leave me anyway?" Jamila asked.

Marc went down on his knees and hugged her legs. "I was wrong baby. Im sorry i was wrong. I need you and i need luna. Please after this we can be a family. Please baby." Marc begged.

"Marc stop this. This isnt fair. You know this isnt fair." Jamila said as she helped him up.

Just then they heard a thud. "Theyre here. There must be another way out of here." Marc said. As he started looking for some way out.

Just then marc pushed her out of the way. "Go find the exit. Ill go hokd them off." Marc said.

Jamila was reluctant to leave though. She shook her head. "Not without you." She said.

"Ill catch up with yoh please just go." Marc begged.

Just as Jamila was about to find the exit. Harrow had made his way to them so jamila quickly hid behind a big pillar as she watched him approach.

"Just you?" Harrow asked. "The rest is silence. I remember the first morning I woke up knowing that Khonshu was gone. The quiet was liberating. You're a free man. And, of course, with that freedom comes choice. And right now, you have a very important decision to make." Harrow told Marc.

"Okay." Marc said. "I can be merciful and end your miserable life right here. Or you can make the right decision. Harrow said.

"Afterall what have you got left anyway? Your wife hates you. Khonshu is a statue so he is no help. And you yourself Marc Spector are a danger to yourself. You are not well man." Harrow said as he thought.

"On second thought maybe i will end you're miserable life now." Harrow said. He quickly lifted uo his gun and shot Marc.

Jamila had to hold back her own scream by covering her mouth as she watched her husband fall into the water below him.

Harrow and his followers left and Jamila knew what she had to do. As much as she hated this she needed to get the Khonshu ushabti from Harrow and free him so he could save Marc.

She took a deep breath and jumped into the water. Once she had a firm hold on Marc she pulled him up and lay him on the side.

"Fuck, Marc i forgive you. I forgive you for everything and im so sorry. I wont let you die. Ive lost you once before. Im not doing it again. Im gonna free Khonshu he'll bring you back." Jamila said as she stood up.

She took another deep breath and held up a scarf and covered her mouth as she followed Harrows followers.

She was going to go meet the rest of the Gods too. Enough is enough. Life had messed with her for the last time now. Marc deserved love and so did she.

They were not going to be separated. Not anymore.

Meanwhile on the otherside Marc slowly opened his eyes as he heard a voice call out to him.

"Daddy wake. Daddy wake." Luna said as her tiny hands shook him.

"Luna leave him. Let him wake up himself." Jamila said as she moved luna away.

Marc gasped as he tried to break free from the restraints he had on. "Baby dont. This is for your benefit. Otherwise theyll lock you up." Jamila said with huge grin. But it didnt look genuine.

Almost as if she was warning him not to do anything stupid.

Luna came back and giggled. "Luna hug your daddy goodbye we have to go now." Jamila.

"W-where are you going?" Marc asked her. "Oh baby. We have to go now visiting times over and you fell asleep too. You must be so tired." Jamila said as she kissed his cheek.

"N-no dont go. Please dont go." Marc said as Jamila left without looking back.

"Please, please." Marc begged as he was taken somewhere else.
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On the otherside the hot Egyptian sun shone down onto Jamila who had caught up to Marc and his followers hiding within them as she followed on.

She knew she could take them anyway if everything went sideways.

She texted layla informing her on everything that had happened. And asking how Luna was.

Layla: shes starting to miss you now. She keeps asking where mama is.

Me: i'll be back as soon as possible hopefully. I gotta go i'll be home soon.

Layla: see you then.

Me: see ya.

"Behold people the great pyramid of Giza. Where the Gods hide." Harrow said as he addressed his followers.

Jamila hid but eyed him as he turned back around to the pyramids.