HandPrints

Forever and Always

 In merely a second he stood before me seeming quite satisfied with the fact that I knew I was his. Only I knew the truth. I wasn't his, I was Billy's mate. We held a bond that fate had mended together. We were soul mates. No other person as out-going and friendly would be as perfect for a weak, shy girl that kept to her self. Even if I no longer held the mark signifying I was his and no one else's. I would always want him even if he never wanted me. So I was going to do what I I was going to do next for the love of my life and my child. I didn't care if I made it out alive as long as they got the chance to continue to breathe and live their life like any other person.

 My time in this world was over.

 And I couldn't have asked for a better life then the one I had.

  I was just a teenager girl that saw the dead, who had a rough past. Who had more skeletons in her closet then any other person. I tried to escape my life in Arizona in hopes of a normal life and what I got? Was far from it.

 I got a sweet, loving, crazy, strong, horny, understanding teenage werewolf. That so happened to be the alpha of his pack and my soul mate. He showed me how to laugh, how to smile effortlessly. a genuine smile that wasn't forced upon my face just to please people. He brought me in to his world even if he hardly knew anything about mine. He loved me for me. For just being myself. Billy held my hand through all the hard times. Comforted me when I was crying and never asked any questions. He was there for me. Loyal to me up until the end.

 I got more from him then I ever expected.

 Love.

 Four letters, one word, so small, yet it held so much meaning.

 Love kept you going. Gave you a reason to fight. To never give up. I was going to fight for my family. That way My Mother and Father can grow old together, that way my young twin brothers can experience the beauty of life and learn to love someone like I had. I would fight for Billy and my child. Then in time he would raise her and I had no doubt in my mind that I couldn't have asked for a better father for my child.  She was in good hands.

 Darian placed his hand on my cheek, rubbing his thumb in a circular motion delicately. I tired not to gag from having his filthy cold hands on my skin. It brought tingles of disgust rushing down my spin. He leaned in pressing a lingering kiss to my lips and whispered. "Open the gates, Love."

 This was it.

 This was the moment in my life that everyone has been waiting for. 

 I stepped out of his embrace feeling the coldness and numbness chill my heart. All my emotions needed to be in check because I could not give anything away. I just had to except the fact that tonight was my last and possibly the worlds last as well if it didn't turn out right.

 I raised my hands in the air, feeling power course through my veins, pumping and building in the palm of my hand. Growing, getting bigger and brighter to were all I could see was the blinding red light bursting through my hands. Then it was released.

 The hard ground shook and vibrated, cracked and becoming uneven. I watched as the army of the dead rose from underneath me. By the thousands. Dead, vicious killers All ready to attack the world above us at my command.

 I could hear Darian's evil laugh echo around me through the chaos.

 "Let him out. Let him out. Let him out! " He cackled with joy.

 I walked to the gate and stood before it. I watched as the metal rattled and shook from the force waiting to be release. A man held in hell's prison for million years just waiting to get revenge and blood on his hands. The screams of pain and despair still hung in the air.

 Suffering.

 Pain.

 And Death.

 I could almost feel him holding his breath, waiting for the gates to open. Waiting for the moment he had always dreamed of. But he didn't know. I was just waiting to destroy him.

 Once and for all.

 And in order for me to do that. I had to die as well.

 I called everything in me, every ounce of power I had. I could feel it rushing every where in me building up like air in a balloon ready to pop.  It was pumping through my veins, making my cold heart stutter to life and beat at an unhealthy fast pace.

 I felt like time had stopped as everyone watched me. Seconds ticked by and then suddenly I took a deep breath and let it all out.

 A red blinding light crashed down in waves among the army and Darian. Startled shouts of pain and agony could be heard as their flesh burned and died finally. It was chaos as everything dissipated.

 I pushed Cameron's soul form my body and sent her flying away to where I knew she would be safe.

 She was safe.

 I stood near the gate and finally let myself burst.

 The fog that I had spent so many nights running from in my dreams finally crashed down on me and joined the force I had created. Licking its way up my body and I didn't fight it as it swallowed me whole.

 My power rushed around me destroying the gate and myself. Leaving the devil with no entry into the world and with no power. For I held the devils power in my heart. I could see red rushing all around me. Burning me.

 Pain. Pain was everywhere. I could almost hear the smoke hissing at me with satisfaction. For the fog had finally consumed me. I wished I could run away and scream bloody murder like I had in my nightmares but a huge part of me knew I could never escape it. I had to die. The fog got me at my weakest point and killed me when I had no choice but to stay.

Everything blacked out.

 The last thing I thought was," I love you, Billy. Forever and Always."

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