Skulls and Bones

Chapter seventeen

Everything my mother tried to accomplish finally made sense.

She left no room for anger or hopelessness and while it made things dull, it was safe. Emotions through me into a world I didn't want to be in. It cause nothing but pain and misery not only to me but to everyone who came in contact with me. At a point I thought that I might be able to stay here. But Rick was right. I did nothing but harm and I shouldn't be here. The Underworld didn't need me and as soon as I saved my mother I would take her and leave. I would forget this place and continue in isolation where I didn't have to experience emotion.

Being cold and heartless would save me from despair and heartache.

But right now I cried. My face was in my pillow as I cried my heart out. I didn't understand why I was crying but I felt terrible. I told myself I was finished with crying but that was a lie. In order to stop I had to get it all out.

I wiped the remaining tears from my eyes as I heard the knock on my door. I slowly got off the bed and walked toward the door before opening it. I was surprised to see Marc standing there and before I knew it, my mouth was moving.

"I'm so sorry." My voice was hoarse from crying. "I'm sorry for ruining everything. I'm sorry for coming in between you and your brother and I'm sorry for being queen. I'll be out of your hair soon so I won't cause any more problems. You don't deserve it."

Marc wiped a few tears away from my eyes as they started to fall. "You don't have to apologize," he said. "I overreacted. I had no right to be upset from you and my brother's conversation. You didn't do anything wrong, your heart belongs to him and I just have to accept it."

I remained quiet. It didn't matter where my heart belonged because I would make it cold. I was suppose to be evil, the incident earlier was proof. Using my powers to save others caused me pain but using it to harm felt great. And in order for me to feel great, I couldn't feel sorrow or guilt.

"I'm suppose to rule with you," I said. "You're suppose to be king. It wouldn't be fair and I don't want to cause any unnecessary drama. I'm not helping by being here. A Manick attacked and arrow man is wreaking havoc because of me. You're parents died because of me, everything is going wrong because of me." I couldn't stop crying and I hated that Marc looked at me with pity. "I don't belong here."

"You belong more than any of us," he explained. "I'm not suppose to be king. I only took the responsibility because of your departure and once you're ready I'm going to step down. We don't have to rule together because it's not meant to be that way. You can be with whoever you want to. I just want to see you happy. I hate that you're upset and I want you to know that I'm okay with it. If we were meant to be then I believe it would have happened already." Marc pulled me into a hug and I wrapped my hands around his waist and buried my face in his chest. "Don't let the thought of me hold you back from happiness."

"No," I said. "You have to rule, I don't. Just because I can control them doesn't mean I have to take this responsibility." I pulled away and looked into his eyes. "I can only come out when I'm needed and I won't hurt anybody else. I can stay in isolation-"

"No," he said cutting me off. "Everything is not your fault. We need you Amelia, Rick needs you also. He's just too stubborn to admit it. I'll talk to him for you, get this all straightened out."

I smiled even though it was a sad one. "Thank you Marc. You truly are a great person."

He smiled and planted his lips on my forehead before pulling away quickly. "I love you Amelia Blake and I'll always be here for you. Just come to me." And with that he left me alone.

I went back on my bed and closed my eyes. I wanted to go to sleep but too many thoughts were running through my head. It was nice of him to talk to Rick for me but it didn't matter. I already vowed to leave this place once I found my mother. No matter what Marc said, I knew I was a burden. I fell into a dose that was woken up by a tapping on the balcony window.