Finding The Way Back to You

Chapter 9- Regret

                                                                       Imra

I sit against the wall groaning. Could they at least put a bed or something in here? Sitting on the floor this long can't be good for me. I close my eyes and try to dive into some good positive memories. Like when Mon-El and I first met. He was so handsome and had some mystery to him. I could tell that he was in love with someone else though. I could see it in his eyes. After knowing him for years, I finally started to get through with him. Being married at first was horrible. Any conversation we had felt forced. Then it started to get easier. He started seeing me as a friend.

I hoped that he would see me as more though. I remember the day that he confided in me. When he told me about Kara, I was so jealous. I had to find a way to get him to see me as something more. So I told him that she probably moved on. That she probably forgot all about him. I know, it was cruel. I just loved him so much. I had to do something. A a year later, he told me he loved me. I was so happy. I could see it in his eyes though. The hope that he might see her again someday.

When we learned of our mission, I came up with a fake story about how to save the planet. Not the plan that involved killing Kara. Mon-El would never go along with it. I knew what we would have to do though. My father entrusted me with the dagger and I knew that I would have to give it to someone who could keep it safe. When I heard of Reign being there, it was the perfect solution. She could keep it safe and kill Supergirl for me. Two birds with one stone.

I'm yanked out of my thoughts when the door opens. I stand up and smile when I see that it's Mon-El.

"Hey baby," I say. "Long time no see. Why haven't you been to see me?" Mon-El frowns in what looks like disgust.

"Really? Probably because you want to kill Kara." I laugh.

"But then, we could be together and save a planet. It's a win-win situation." Mon-El growls and slams his fist against the glass.

"Did you give the knife to Reign?" 

"Yes,"I answer, knowing that he would have no way of getting it. "She's doing the dirty work for me."

"You are crazy Imra. I don't regret marrying you because it got me back to Earth, but I do regret loving you." 

"Ah, but you did love me." Mon-El suddenly smirks.

"No. I think that you were just my rebound." I gasp. 

"You think that little of me. I have done so much for you. I've sacrificed our marriage to get that dreadful Supergirl away from you."

Mon-El scoffs. "Instead of focusing on keeping Kara away from me, you should be focused on keeping yourself away from me. From everyone. I can't believe that I loved you."

"Why are you like this Mon-El? We used to be so happy together." Mon-El points at me.

"That's all because of you. The question is, why are you like this?" He leaves me, running his hand through his hair. I can't believe that he thinks that he has the nerve to walk in here and insult me. If I can't have him, then he can't have her. I can already feel the victory. I laugh out loud. If only I could be the one to drive that knife through Supergirl. It's a pity that Reign gets to have all of the fun. Oh well. As long as she gets the job done. And she will get it done.

Thanks for reading this and I hope that you guys love it. I didn't intend to make Imra this crazy at first. It just kind of happened. If you have any ideas on what I should do about Imra, I would love to hear them.