Chapter 31

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October 30th. The day before Halloween.

Tomorrow would mark the 5 year anniversary of the battle we had between good and bad. The day we banished Luci to hell. But not for good.

I gripped the bathroom sink, staring hard back at myself. I lifted the scissors to my long blonde hair, not breaking eye contact with myself as I began snipping feverishly.

I didn't stop until my hair sat above my shoulders. I brushed the clippings off of my shirt before walking away, leaving my hair all over the floor.

"I'm gonna need your help." I whispered, inviting the spirits into my mind. "Where are they?"

Warehouse.

They're at the warehouse.

Harry is hurting.

The baby is dying.

I winced, cutting them off. My hands automatically flew to my stomach, rubbing it softly.

I shook my head, trying to forget what the voices said. I ran outside to get to the warehouse. The sky was a dark grey, thunder pounded at my head.

I ran past crows, making them scream and fly away. My feet slammed against the pavement as I approached the rusty old building.

"Harry? Niall?" I walked around in the dark, trying to find someone, anyone.

I heard water trickling and soft voices coming from behind me. I spun around, squinting my eyes to try and see.

"Edna's gone."

"What do you mean gone?!"

"I mean, she's not there anymore!"

"Dammit, Zayn. How'd she escape?"

"I'm not sure, mate. But we need to get her back. We need someone to fix the ring."

I kept eavesdropping until a soft voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Mommy?"

I glanced over my shoulder to see my little boy and Darcy. I gasped and fell to my knees, hugging them both tightly. I kissed Edward's head until he giggled.

"Rose..?"

My eyes snapped up to see a familiar pair of blue eyes. Niall stood behind the kids, blood stains on his cheeks. I quickly stood to my feet with furrowed eyebrows.

"Niall? What happened?"

He opened his mouth to say something but closed it shortly after. I tilted my head as I stared back at him.

"How did you get out? Lucifer was possessing you." He asked in confusion, picking Darcy up and setting her on his hip.

"I...don't really know. I sort of just pushed him out." I shrugged, making him crack a smile.

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