The Demon Slayer {Draft 1}(Under heavy editing)

Chapter XVIII

"I see you have accepted him fully," a familiar girl's voice fills the silence. Fiona's form stands in the doorway. I dig my nails into Sebastian's arm, this wakes him. He looks around for a target, but stops when Fiona speaks again.

"They need you," is all she says before throwing down some clothes and leaving us alone. Sebastian turns me to face him and once I do, I bury my face in his chest.

"What's wrong?" My mate asks. Delayed thoughts run through my mind. I should've thought of them sooner, but I didn't have a chance. All those deaths, students who will never see their families or friends again. Now I have to live with the fact that I am responsible for their nonexistent futures. That I knew most wouldn't survive and I put them into battle anyways. They died because I chose not to train them with the basics.

"Sebastian," I whisper to keep from sounding whiny, "I'm a killer to more than just devils and demons. I killed the people of our side too. They trusted that I'd keep them safe, and I failed by letting them die." Tears pool in my eyes. I can feel a small kiss on the top of my head.

"It wasn't your fault, people are going to die in war." He says as he brushes hair away from my face.

"Did anyone from your pack die?" I ask curios. I get my answer from the lack of his reply.

"Don't blame yourself, they weren't ready nor were they motivated enough." Sebastian's voice cracks towards the end of his statement.

"I have to live with that though, I killed them," I reply.

"Lillian, don't make yourself feel worse. No one can prevent the death of everyone. You're no different." Is all Sebastian says before he releases me and stands up. I stare off in thought.

"Lillian, those demons are to blame. Not you." I snap out of my thoughts to see a shirtless Sebastian. I try to stand but instead a sharp pain jolts through me but I ignore it. 'I will end the Devils' reign, even if it kills me.' I think to myself.

-Nick-

I open my eyes again to ensure I'm not dreaming. Josie's sleeping form sits beside me. What feels like moments ago, or perhaps yesterday, Lillian's pain contorted face was hanging over me. As soon as my eyes focused, I saw her relieved expression. I wanted to thank her but Sebastian pulled her away. 'Well, I guess it was for the best. She looked to be in a lot of pain,' I think to myself.

"Nick," Josie's angelic voice fills my ears, "Nick!" I feel something warm and solid drape over my chest. My eyes drift down to the source. Josie's head is on her arm, which lays atop my chest.

"Josie, whe-..." I trail off when I feel something wet drip from where Josie's head is, "what's wrong?"

"I thought you were dead," she sobs. I hesitantly bring my hand other head.

"I've already told you so many times, it won't be easy to get rid of me." My voice comes out raspy and unused. Josie looks up to my face.

"Stop acting so tough. I-," she stops as a flush creeps to her cheeks, "I love yo-." I interrupt her with a kiss on her lips. I don't remember sitting up or moving at all, but I guess I can't complain. I hold Josie's tear stained cheeks in my hands. Once we pull away she hugs me around the waist and lays her head back on my chest.

"Please don't leave me again," she whispers as I start to stroke her hair gently.

"I won't leave you Josie. You don't deserve to be so lonely, I love you too." I whisper.

We're starting to come to a home stretch for this book. Don't worry, it isn't over yet. I won't hurry too much with it. I already came to a close with the deadline for having an alternate ending since no one commented on it. I already have a different ending in mind that'll most likely satisfy you all. ^-^

❤~ACR