Servant to the Prince of Darkness

Chapter 40: confusion

Jericho instantly let go of my hands as if we had been caught doing something bad. He coolly began walking towards Amos.

"Good news, your slave is actually one of us," he said in monotone. "Ask her," he said before leaving the room. I wanted to scream at him for just walking out, but bit my tongue.

I caught Amos's gaze and instantly averted my eyes. I couldn't help but feel caught red handed.

"May?" He said sternly. I didn't say anything. Perhaps if I am silent he'll drop it. "Don't make me force you," he barked.

"Seriously? Look, you forced me into being your servant. Fine, whatever. I was actually beginning to accept my fate, until you sold me like cold turkey. How dare you, no, how could you? I've taken care of you, I've been a shoulder for you to lean on. I thought we were friends. But you wouldn't even stand up for me when your fiancé wanted to wed me and her little twat!" I burst. I could feel my eyes beginning to fill with tears, but I refused to let them fall. My hands formed fists to my sides.

"Look, May, this whole thing is stressful. I can't explain myself to you all the time. I'm being forced to marry, and so are you." I didn't think of that. We were both in the same situation. It hit me how selfish I was being. "Now, what happened here?" He didn't know.

I sighed before responding. "If you're not, well, from here, you can have your soul expunged of servitude. So I was going to do that, not be your servant anymore. But it turns out I am actually from here. Or at least, my soul is. So I'm stuck being your servant forever now." He just stood there. Letting the information sink in. It hit me too, how the hell was I from this place. Was my mom from here? My father? It had to most likely be who ever my father is. How messed up this all is.

"How do you know you can expunge servitude? And what did you do to get Jericho to help you?" I didn't want to answer that question.

"Well, I'm not completely sure, but while he was trying to do it, something inside me...told me. I don't know exactly what it was, but it said 'it would be possible if you weren't you', then she said it won't work," I tried explaining. I was pretty sure I was failing at it though. In all honesty I didn't quite understand what just happened.

"Something inside of you?" He questioned. He folded his arms over his chest, giving him a guarded look. I knew he was pissed and that made me a little pissed at him.

"Yeah. She said she was me soul, but separate. And that she'd reunite with me in time..." I trailed off, thinking.

"Souls are mysterious, but you are dodging my question." I physically winced.

"I told him we met in the in between," my voice shook. I was trying to sound confident, I mean, there was no reason to be so scared. I did it. Even if that meant betraying his trust, so I might as well own it. But yet, I couldn't help but feel so bad inside. Like a tar that was staining my insides.

When I saw his eyes widen and his face grow stiff I knew what I had done was wrong. I had my reasons though, and I had to be responsible for my actions.

"Why would you do that?" I could tell he was trying not to yell. It was physically paining him not to be angry with me.

"That was the deal. That information for trying to rid my soul of your servitude. Amos, I know it was wrong, but I don't want to be your servant anymore. I realize I was selfish and I apologize, but you can't just do this. You can't be my best friend, then flip around and be my worst enemy. I can't take this anymore Amos!" I wiped at my face angrily I could feel those damn hot tears running down my cheeks. I knew I was just making excuses for what I did, but in its essence, it was the truth. I was hurt. I felt like he had just been playing with my feelings to get me to trust him. Now that I hurt his trust, I felt worse.

"May," he said softly, walking towards me.

"No," I snapped. "Don't be nice to me. Yell at me or something. Scold me. Do anything but be nice to me. Make me hate you god damn it," the tears were flowing harder now.

"I am mad. Do you know what you've done? Because in all honesty, I don't. I've looked at the situation up and down and I still can't figure out how they'd use that information against me. Against us. You did betray my trust, but I supposed, I betrayed yours first. I...I just don't know," he sighed.

Sometimes I hated emotions. They mix together and convolute everything. I felt guilt, peace, confusion, and fear all in one. I felt like I was going to burst.

I know. I heard him say kindly in my mind. That just made it worse.

"I hate to admit it, but you're right. I guess I'll just have to marry tweedle dee," I sighed.

"Tweedle dee?" His eyebrow was cocked in a curious fashion.

"It's a Alice in Wonderland thing-never mind." I realized he probably didn't know about movies, especially the older ones.

"Go back to bed. I expect you up and early tomorrow." He didn't really sound like it, but I could tell he was still a bit angry with me. I doubt he'd trust me with a lot after this.