Part 2: Chapter 32: I'm Not Dead

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Welcome back!! As you can see, I'm not dead. Haha, reference. But anyway, so I know that I took a long time to update. And I meant to, I had to get as far as I possibly could with a good gap in time. You have no idea how many drafts I have lined up for this. :/ it's actually kind of ridiculous.

So, welcome to Part 2. I'm super excited because this is finally going to be the part in which everything starts to move ahead!! Meaning: Myrina and Erin are FINALLY going to become a couple. When? Read and see. And also some more stuff goes down in the fight between good and evil. DUN, DUN, DUN!

Okay, I'm done.

Chapter Song: Skillet - Not Gonna Die

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"Are you ready?"

"Bring it."

With one swift movement, she placed down the cards onto the table, showing me the full house in her hands. I looked up at her and caught her cocked smile. I placed down my own cards, with a two pair. She had beaten me. I gather up all the cards together, forming them back into the pile for shuffling, all the while she was chuckling at my own defeat. 

I roll my eyes playfully, nudging her leg with my own. "Shut up." As I was shuffling, I kept looking outside, past the columns of the palace, and into the open air, where there were many different people down below, past the waterfall, all dancing and singing. The sunset cast a beautiful orange glow over the white building. 

"Are you sure you don't want to go down there?" Hazel had asked me. "They're all very welcoming to the Pariah."

I shake my head. "I want to just be with you. Nobody else." 

She smiles very slightly and moves over, sitting beside me. She takes my left hand in hers. I stare down at our hands that are joined together. "It's gone now." I say. 

"What is?"

"Everything. Windbreak City, my secret, probably the world..." I raise my left hand. "Even my hand decided to fuck off."

She moves a strand of hair away from my forehead. "That isn't your fault." She places a kiss to the side of my head. "Mom is trying her best right now, along with the other gods, to make sure the world doesn't completely fall apart. You've been asleep for a long time, Erin." I feel her body move around me and take me into her arms. I close my eyes to savor this moment before I'm launched back into reality again. "Did you know that we're married?"

That makes me chuckle because of how out of the blue it came off as. "I figured. I always wondered why we got along so well for siblings."

Her breath tickled me when she laughed. Her arms tightened their grip, she rests her chin on my shoulder. "I told you I dedicated my life to you." 

I pull back and bring my knees up to my chest. Hazel doesn't move away from me, but she frowns at my sudden distance. "Yeah, you did dedicate yours to mine. But I didn't."

Hazel shakes her head, with that familiar look she keeps giving me as soon as I'd woken up in this palace with my sister. The look of tenderness, the look of a wise older sister. "That isn't true. Erin, you dedicated your life to me by protecting me." She pointed to the tattoos on my arms. "These? I know you don't like tattoos, and I definitely know you don't like the pain of getting them either. But you did, because it would help make people scared of you, so you could keep me away from the bullies." 

"Well, yeah, but--"

"And in doing so, you also relinquished any possibilities of having friends. I knew you could do it, though. You're sweet and caring when you were around me, I just wanted everyone else to see that side of you too." 

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