Kerra's P.O.V.
We reach the underworld, and the Grim Reaper takes me and Lunea to Hades immediately. "Lunea, I never got the chance to tell you, but I have the chance now. I love you," I whisper. She stops in her tracks and looks at me with light in her eyes. "Really?" I nod my head and grab her hand. We get to the doors and I stop her before she enters. "Close your eyes," I whisper. She does, and I close mine. And I kiss her.
It's warm. And sweet. And calm. I hug her as we kiss and she hugs me back. When she pulls back, I look her in the eyes. "I'm so glad I met you," I whisper. She smiles and kisses me once more, then waves goodbye as she walks into the room.
Now I wait.
And wait some more.
When she walks out, she's beaming. "Kerra! I get to live again," she yells in excitement. For once, I'm glad that I always lose the coin flip. "That's great!" She nods, then shows me her hand. A mini 8 is carved into the side of her thumb. I tilt my head, and that's when it hits me. "You're immortal now?" She nods her head and I cry with joy. "He said my acts of selflessness down here and up there have been enough to earn a happier life," she smiles.
Now we can never be separated. I kiss her happily, then walk into the room. "Heads," I declare confidently. Hades looks at me with his eyebrow raised, then flips the coin. For once, he smiles when he sees the coin. "Good job, Kerra. It's tails."
Tails.
The word echos in my brain as I try to wrap my mind around the idea that I lost. For the first time in three centuries, I've lost a coin flip. "No. No! I..I'm supposed to keep living," I cry. My heart falls to the floor, and I can't breathe. I can't think. I'm taken out of the room, and I go to tell Lunea the bad news. She's immortal, and I'm dead; we'll never see each other again. I run through the hall, but the only person there is the reaper. "I already took her up," he says casually. "Grab my-" he pauses when he sees my tears. "I didn't make it," I cry.
I scream Lunea's name, but I know it's no use. I'll never see her again -we didn't even get to say goodbye. Tears stream down my face and I don't move to wipe them off, soaking in the pain that I'll have to live with for the rest of eternity.
I've wanted to die for over three centuries, and now I want nothing more than to live.
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Heads or Tails
Short StoryDeath is determined by the flip of a coin. If you guess correctly, you can keep on living. If you don't, welcome to the underworld. This is a curse to Kerra; she's has been living for 3 centuries; and she wants nothing more than to die. Now that she...
