"You got to be fucking kidding me." I hiss.
"I'm not." He says.
"How is this possible??" I ask.
"You're one of those gifts of the universe." He reaches for me.
I draw back. I still have the knife in my hand.
"If I was so important to you, why the fuck did you abandon me? I had to survive through the Holocausts by myself!" I growl.
"It's more complicated than you could ever imagine." He says.
"When has anyone seen that excuse work?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Listen I had to leave. I sent Azarious after you." He says.
"So you let me sell my soul? You got me killed!" I yell.
"I didn't think it would turn out that way." He sighs.
"When do you ever think?" I hiss.
"Listen Alastor, I'm here because you're in danger." He says.
"Oh? Why the hell should I believe you??" I hiss.
I stand up. I drop the knife. I don't even think I should. I can't now. I can't even think. I can't even breathe. I can't... I can't... I can't do anything. I grip my head. I want to yell. I have so many thoughts.
"Al..." He reaches for me.
I try to stab the knife into his chest. The knife shatters. I drop it. I push him away from me.
"Stay the Hell away from me." I hiss.
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ℛꕤ𓍼⋆ ℱഒǂ 3, Chaos vs. Creation
RomanceThe last book of the series. Things are going to go from bad to worse for Alastor. He's the child of both chaos and creation. Those things don't mix. He's now a recluse. His mind is being lost and by being two of something he's destroying himself f...
