Born In Hell

9

"Belle slow down," Death called after me. Well I slowed, actually I stopped, I swung my arm up at him. Unfortunately he caught my hand before it made contact. "I am not Tyla, I'm much harder to take down, sweetheart."

"Harder not impossible," I said jerking my hand away. "Why are you here anyway?"

"Making sure you don't kill everyone in this school."

"Look Damon I know you're trying to help, but stop. The good guy act isn't for me."

"And what happens if the roles reverse where the bad guy is suddenly good?"

"Don't try to foreshadow my story."

I took a deep breath and dug my fingers into my palms to distract myself with something. The pain wasn't enough to drown out the need to strike out. I took another deep breath and just stared deep into his piercing eyes, that always seemed to shimmer like a lake under the moonlight.

"Give up the idea of me going to change, that's not the reason I'm here," I said strongly even though the underlying truth was really evident to him.

He shook his head at me like I wasn't worth his time. "Belle, you can save whatever bullshit, you're trying to spill, because I don't care. Honestly who were you trying to fool? It's been what 10-11 years since you've strolled through here. What you want is redemption, and playing games with these people isn't going to get it." He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a long sigh. "Look, I'm not in the mood to get us both worked up, so I'm just going to go before it's too late."

I nodded like that was the perfect idea and it was. The thing with Brenda already made me mad- shit his bet with my mom made me mad. I don't care what the bet was about it was just the fact that it was with my mother. The woman who decided I wasn't good enough to still be her baby. The woman who put the idea of being an angel into Alastor's stupid brain. The woman who won't even let me see the rest of my family. The woman who looks at me like I was a mistake, the worst kind of mistake at that. If she wasn't so pro-life I'm sure I would've been gone the minute she realized who she slept with.

The last time I was on earth I was still a little clueless girl unsure and lost about so many things. I never knew why stepping foot in a church would hurt so much. I never got why people would always seem to be afraid of me. I didn't know what I was or what part I played in this damn depressing musical called life. But mom was sure on letting me know. The minute she learned of my father she made my life a living hell. Alastor only got by with his life by a hair since he grew on her, while I on the other hand was still new.

Mom made sure that I knew that I was my father's child with every mistake I made. She wanted me to know how flawed I was that I wasn't and will never be her daughter. Do you know how hard it is trying to be a perfect little angel, when you have ADD, speech impediment, and are Spawn of Satan him self? Pretty fucking hard and my trying was never good enough or up to her standards and when she had Kali, I really wasn't up to her standards. I honestly think she had her so she could forget about me. I mean that worked only for a whole two years. Eventually she couldn't stand my presence and disobedience and sent me away. Alastor came with me and stayed for a bit until he joined her.

"Would Miss Belle Knight report to the principal's office," they said over the intercom.

I walked there and almost went for Tyla again once I saw her. She was sitting there with an ice pack to her head, overdoing the roll of the victim here.

I marched into the office and plopped down on the chair in front of the desk. The principal came in a second later. He had this odd shade of red hair that lost his authoritative look.