Prince In Darkness Sebastian Sallow

Chapter 56: I Promised, Didn't I

*** Anybody else crying? LOL*** 

For a split second, I thought Ominis had been right. That no matter what I'd do, that nothing could change the past. That I should have given up, move on with my life and forget........ but as stubborn as I knew I was, I couldn't. Not now. Not ever. 

And for the first time, in a long time........ I was the one who was right. 

I was fucking right.

My eyes reaching for the ceiling as my last breath was being taken, the stars reaching for me. But it had all stopped. 

Sebastians grip on me loosened around my neck. 

I felt myself fall, exhaustion taking me from the lack of oxygen. 

But strong arms caught me. 

I breathed heavy breaths, grasping my neck. The dizziness washing over me as I looked. 

Sebastians dark eyes widened, glossiness overtaking them, his chapped lips sucking in breath after breath. Slightly biting on them to help himself from not losing his composure. 

His eyes watching me, looking over me in disbelief that I was here.

I got my barring's, standing slowly, grasping the iron bars to help myself stand, never breaking eye contact with him. 

"........No-..... it can't be...." He said slowly.

Tears flooded, a sob escaping.

For once.

For once........ happy tears.

".....Yes........ its me." I choked. 

"No-" He released me, taking a step back. 

"I promised........ I promised, didn't I?"

His caramel eyes looked around me, seeing the blood still washing over my hands. The drip continuous as it fell to the floor. 

I wasted no more time, taking a step back and gripped my wand. 

"Stand back Sebastian." I said quickly. 

He looked confused, till he saw my wand.

"What in bloody hell!-"

I raised my wand to the door. Seeing him rush to the other side. 

"BOMBARDA!"

The iron doors flew off the hinges, pelting back into the cell and hitting the wall. The sound of the metal breaking echoed off into the distance. 

We had minutes to get out of here before the alarm would be sounded. Dementors and dark wizards alike would surely be coming now. 

I heard his soft footsteps come closer to me, his hands reaching around the stone walls as he peaked his head out. 

"Sebastian." I said hastily. Swallowing as I gripped my throat. Feeling the bruises start to form around my neck. ".... we don't have much time, please." I held out my hand to him. His wandering eyes looking down at it. "...... please."

I looked down the long hallway, hearing the running footsteps of the others. A piercing scream of the dementors. They were coming. 

"Please....... you have to trust me." I pleaded. 

His hard eyes stood firm. Still not moving. 

"Unless you'd rather stay here!-"

That did it. 

He grabbed my hand, the electric I had felt so many times before shook me down all the way to my feet. I saw his eyes gaze up to me. 

I knew he felt it too.