It's Called Revenge

Finally Saved

Cindy's Point of View

The ceiling was boring. Majorly boring. After six months of staring at it, I would know.

Such a boring white. Who ever decided that ceilings were meant to be white, is insane.

"We need to make this fast before the baby is born," I heard Mom's rushed voice as she entered the room.

I felt arms pulling me up, feeling the sparks fly through my body. I smiled mentally. Pierce pulled me into his chest, looking down at me happily.

"We're going to get this thing out of you," He said, kissing my forehead.

The Sun Goddess and the demon were inside of my head, having a never-ending war. The demon wanted control and the Sun Goddess refused to let it have control.

The pain became bearable after a while. The constant aches and pains I felt as if I were constantly throwing my own body into a wall. The sudden head aches, the pain that seared through my brain as if someone were writing on it.

It became too much after a while.

I felt myself slowly dying inside. I felt myself loosing strength every time the fighting began.

And now I was finally going to be saved.

There was a gigantic tree planted in the middle of our back yard, the trunk was a dark brown. The leaves were full of life, dancing in the wind.

And my name was carved in big letters on the tree.

The black wolf tree.

I remember mom telling Derrick and I about this tree when we were younger, saying how it saved her from a horrible fate.

And now it would save me.

My body slumped to the ground, all the energy knocked out of me.

I gasped as air came rushing into my chest, feeling as though a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders.

Pierce instantly rushed to my side, helping me off of the ground and pulling me into his chest. I gladly wrapped my arms around him, breathing in his scent.

I spotted Derrick off to the side of the palace and my eyes narrowed.

I was so going to kill my brother.

I scowled as I stomped over to him, gripping him by the collar of his shirt and slamming him against the side of the house.

"Look, I know your mad," He said with wide eyes, "But I can explain! I swear! This wasn't supposed to happen!"

I punched him.

And then I dropped him. And I kicked him.

And I beat the shit out of my brother. Well, tried too anyways.

"You are an asshole," I spat, tears streaming down my face as Pierce pulled me away from him.

*

"So I give birth," I asked slowly to Marie, "Any day now?"

Marie nodded.

"Well actually, it could be any minute," She frowned in confusion.

I nodded.

It was the day after and I still couldn't get used to not having a demon inside of me. The guys had went out, meaning Pierce and Simon, and I was over at Marie's house, since no one wanted to leave me by myself.

I winced and rubbed my stomach as another sharp pain spread through my stomach.

And I still had yet to get used to being pregnant.

Pregnant. Because of the mate I used to have, who raped me.

"Are you okay?" Marie asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.

I tried not to flinch under her hold, but she obviously noticed.

She sighed and retracted her hand.

I felt like crying.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled, avoiding her gaze, "I haven't been touched by anyone in months. And now it feels...odd."

"It's fine," She smiled brightly at me.

I didn't respond, so we sat there in a comfortable silence, both lost in our own thoughts.