Chapter Twenty Three

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ANAKIN

The rest of the trip to Evangeline's portal is awkward. Nerissa is over here grieving a bea, one of the most ruthless and untamed beasts in our realm and she is sad. It is not hard to see it had a huge impact on her.

What an inconvenience for me. I don't want to hear this shit. I just want out. I need to understand this feeling of empathy she has for every living thing because I just don't get it. It makes no sense. It tried to kill her so obviously it isn't as innocent and pure as she once was.

Then, surprised me even more when she decorated it like a fucking cake.

What the fuck?

It is weird to watch her be sentimental over a murderous beast. Maybe even a little concerning. Some people would allow it, but I can't tolerate that. I hate weak women, and she is supposed to be our saving grace, she is a pathetic excuse.

Nerissa is strong, but she automatically feels regret after every show of force. Every time I think I can understand her, she proves me wrong. What is the point in feeling so deeply for a beast that tried to kill you many times?

That's like me feeling any sort of remorse for Calytrix or Kano.

I don't .I don't feel sorry for either of them and have no sympathy either. I don't give a fuck about the kind of life they have lived, I don't care what they suffered through. Sounds stupid to feel bad for something that just hurts you. It sounds masochistic, if you ask me. I just don't get it and I don't want to either.

I can hear her silently sobbing and the ache in my shoulder is drawing me toward her, but I can't stand being in her presence any fucking longer while she is like this. My heart hurts as I glance over at her. Yeah, no I can't do it, every time I look at her I feel this surge of emotion that makes me queasy.

She is just a whiny, needy, woman who in her life has never been told to shut up. Her insults strike me deeply as if she actually has a sort of insight into my personal life. I don't know who she thinks she is, but she is nothing but expendable in my eyes.

A weak waste of space.

"We're here." We arrive at the portal, it is at the very edge of the Garden of Divinity. "Are you going to cry or are you going to suck it up?" I ask her, glaring.

"I already made more progress than you."

I roll my eyes. "All though that's true, at least I don't cry over murderous beasts who have no intention but to hurt me," I say, a grin finding its way to my lips.

She mumbles something before taking my hand.

She knows the drill.

We have to enter this thing together and neither of us can let go either, unfortunately. The second I can, I would absolutely do so. Holding her hand felt like holding glass in my hand, though fragile, it can leave a nasty scar when broken.

Then, a golden beam comes from the cave. It fills the world around us with a blinding light. I close my eyes for a minute until my eyes to adjust. Nerissa squeezes my hand and we step in together. As one big pathetic couple.

Gross.

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