Eternities Revenge

Ten

Riley's P.O.V

Have you felt as if things were only to get worst? I have. I feel that way every day knowing that Lucifer is hidden somewhere wishing for my death. It became clear to me that he wanted me dead the moment Temptation forced me over the cliff's edge. I understand their pain. They had lost their son and it had been partly my fault. But Lucifer was a different story. He wanted me out of the picture so that he could get to Zane and I can't let that happen, I wouldn't let that happen.

Have you ever been hurt by one of the people you love? I have. I still didn't full trust Zane after the other night but he was seemed determine to prove to me that he hadn't been the one to break-up with me. Lucifer has created more pain in my life and he was no doubt enjoying every moment of my confusion. But Lucifer has presented me with another reason to hate him.

There was a problem though and I wasn't sure it could ever be fixed. Things were now strained between Zane and myself. Of a night I would wait until he was fast asleep before I grabbed my pillow and sneak down to the couch, where I would spend my nights. Sometimes I would wake up to find Zane sleeping on the ground beside me, his face would be scrunch up as he tried to find a comfortable spot on the floor.

At this moment, Zane was sitting in the longue room and playing his acoustic guitar and singing along quietly. I tried not to listen to him sing but it was so hard when his voice was like a siren's song to me. I knew that he was playing songs from their new album Hidden but I had no desire to give him feedback on them.

"I crack a smile,

But only for a while.

Something always brings me down,

And it's hard to turn around.

I always feel alone,

It's the only feeling I've ever known," Zane sang.

I clenched my hands into fists as I tried to ignore Zane's melodic voice. I knew that he would realize my resistance to listen to him soon but I truly didn't care. The thing is if you break my trust then it's hard to get it back. There's a chance that you would never get it back. But what made things even more difficult was the fact that I couldn't live without Zane. No matter how badly he hurt me I would always go back to him. No matter how much it hurt me to be near him I would stay.

After a couple more minutes Zane stopped playing. I heard him place his guitar on the ground and felt him move closer to me. My body grew ridged as Zane wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders, something that used to make my heart pound.

"Lost in your head again, I see," Zane whispered. "That always seems to be the case. Especially since the demon possessed me."

"Mmm-hmm," I mumbled.

Zane let his fingertips drag down my arm bringing the familiar fire with it. At least that part hadn't changed.

"Please let me back in," Zane begged while dragging his fingertips across my shoulders, he was being careful to not touch me anywhere I would object.

"Haven't I already?" I asked.

Zane sighed and moved away from me. "No you haven't."

"I thought I had," I whispered.

Zane groaned. "You drive me insane sometimes."

"Then why do you even bother with me?" I asked.

"I don't know!" Zane snapped. "I honestly don't know why I even bother you."

I flinched slightly but stayed in my place. I'm used to Zane snapping at me, it had become a common occurrence lately.

Around the room I could hear the sound of glass breaking and I knew that I was triggering Zane's powers. I peered over at Zane to see him clutching his head in his hands as he tried to get his anger under control. He looked up at me with a pained expression.