The Witch's Angel - #JustWriteIt #OnceUponNow

Waking up the death

So plans, plans, plans. I have been thinking about what should we do, it got to be something that we could use to make him give up. I tried to think really hard about it, I just came blank. The visit of Damien was like a wake up call of what we were or exactly of who we were against.

The prophecy that I have to choose between dark and light. We know that Damien is the dark choice but who is the light? Who can be the sender of the light? Certainly Gabe made it clear that he wasn't.

That he was send to collect my heart and soul and no for the reasons that the prophecy said but to make sure that HE (as a cliché as it might sound) doesn't win. That should made me feel insecure, it didn't. I didn't feel like I was in any kind of danger with him, it was a part of me that said that there was something I should remember that was important... And at the same time my mind blocked that memory like a painfully one.

All this thinking over has caused my nightmares for past three days to come back with full force which had helped me to remember a little of what I lost even if is not all. I remember being in this flat, walking in this place, reading those books, I can remember all that but I cannot seem to do that with Gabe. His touch felt familiar, his kisses, his warm, everything about him was familiar but my mind just blocked all about him.

Sometimes Gabe would wake up and ask what happened but I couldn't bring myself to tell him. It was like if I told him, everything would be so much real that I was sure I couldn't handle it.

What bring us to my now patting breath and my erratic heart to a calm, I felt the salty tears running down my cheeks, I tried to stop them by breathing deep and slow. I kept this, going deep and long them slow and out.

"Are you okay Belle?" said Gabe.

"Yeah, I'm fine just a nightmare." I said trying to smile normally.

"You want to talk about it then?"

"No, is fine." I said sitting up while he entered my room.

"No is not, I see it in your face." he said caressing my cheek.

"I'm good now." I said feeling actually good now that he was here.

"Okay, have you been thinking about the prophecy?"

"Actually yes and no, but I have a question."

"Shoot right away." he said now sitting in my bed beside me.

"I have been having this crazy thought or memory whatever you want to call it, about you," I said looking directly to those blue grey eyes of his, "have you in our time together left me or lied to me?" I say seeing how his body went stiff like I had say something I shouldn't.

"Why would you say that? Have you remember something?" he said after almost 3 minutes of silence all in a rush.

"No exactly remember but I just have this feeling about that happening."

"You shouldn't force yourself to remember something that your mind block."

"Yeah sure, easy for you to say it. You don't have a huge blank space in your memory." I said rolling my eyes.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have say that." he said with an apologetic face.

"It's so damn frustrating, you know?" I said with my body splattered on my bed like a starfish, "not knowing what you did, what makes me more desperate to remember is you." I said looking at his eyes.

"What about me?"

"I tried hard. The hardest I have ever had but couldn't bring myself to remember the time you and I had together." I said feeling the tears again running to the side of my face , "Sorry for this, I'm just mad at myself."

"Sometimes is better if you don't remember certain things." he said wiping my tears with his thumb and caressing my cheeks, "Besides, we can always make new memories you don't have to force yourself, we have to focus in winning this battle against Darius."

"Who's Darus?" I said.

"Damian's father." he said with a grim face, "We're going to his house tomorrow and start the plan."

"What have you planned?" i say.

"It's better if you don't know." he said taking my hands in his, "We need you oblivious to our plan cause if he knows or suspect that you know he will take that chance and take you with him. We can't let that happen." he said letting go my hands and taking my face in his hands instead.

"What would happen if he take me with him?"

"The same that already happened." he said looking at me with sad eyes, "Losing more of your memories, he'll try to make you his and end you once he has what he wants from you."

"Dear white witch, haven't he told you yet he wasn't sent to love you? He was sent to take, collect, kill."

"What do you mean?" I said clinging to his arm and looking to his injuried body beside mine.

"Oh dear! This is big!" Darus said pacing in front of us.

"He, my dearest, it's a grim. Sent to end the prophecy. To end both of us"

"No, that's no true, is it?" I said looking directly at Gabe, "Gabe tell him it isn't true." I took a step back from him. He made the attempt to bring me back to his side but I wasn't taking any chances.

"Belle let me explain to you how it is, you know how much..."

"Belle? Are you listening to me? Are you okay?" said Gabe.

"Yeah, I just remembered something, some memory." I said, noticing that I was breathing hard and almost sobbing.

"What was it about?" he said getting closer.

"It was you. Darus was saying that you needed to end with both of us, to end with the prophecy. So it was true then when you say you have been sent to kill me." I said now sobbing.

"Shh! Shh! hush belle." He said taking me in his arms, "Yes, that was my mission and as a grim I gave up something to be this powerful to protect what I care for." he said that with a conviction that made me do a double take to focus my eyes in his face because of the blur of the tears, " I'll do anything for you." he was looking directly in my eyes, "but I'll never ever try to kill you."

Getting closer and closer, I closed my eyes imagining I would be kissed like three days ago. Before he got to my mouth that was only a breath away of his, he kissed my cheek. Yes, he kissed my cheek. A little peck on my cheek was all I got.

"Have a good night Belle." he whispered ready to get out of bed and my room. Before he could get out from the bed, I was on my knees gripping his shirt and crushing my lips with his, making his only response to stay still.

"Have a good night." I said backing off. That seemed to wake him up, he gripped my hips to preventing me to go anywhere.

"Oh no, you don't get to give me a little glimpse of an awake the death one without finishing the job." making me gaps when he pushed his body so freaking amazingly closer to mine.

He took the back of my head selling his mouth to mine in a tender kiss, like trying to memorize every inch of my lips. My toes curled on their own accord and my hands found their way to the nape of his neck scratching it. Feeling how warm took over my body, more where his hands were right now, I felt like a hot summer day with your favorite ice cream in your hand. Just when I was getting more into the kiss he stopped, whispering, "Good night belle." against my lips and walking out the door, making me huff of frustration.

"Now he walks out, after he woke up the beast. Ugh!" I said, sprawling myself in my bed, trying to calm down my erratic heart.