Voices in My Head

Chapter 25: Game Over

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This is it. One last guy to get rid of.

Instead of killing the uncle sniper style like I tried before, I chose a different method.

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"So what's your story?"

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When I told Dante the plan to finally get rid of our demons, he looked at me crazy. Nonetheless, he helped prepare for it while questioning my sanity.

"Are you sure? There's only a small chance you'll survive."

I shrugged, not really caring about that little detail. "It's fine. At least this life of mine is good for something."

"Why would you protect them? Oliver is pissed off at you for almost killing his brother. Why would you still be loyal to a guy who wants your head?"

"Even though they hate me now, they still saved me from my loneliness-however short that was. Oliver can hate me, call me a murderer, wish I was dead, and I will not regret risking my life to save them."

"You're a weird person."

"So I've been told."

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Ceila played with an unlit cigarette. "I hated being bound by rules, hated following what everyone else said. So I fought against the them."

"That's why you party all the time?"

She smirked. "What can I say? I'm a rebel. I live to defy the rules."

The teasing glint in her tone changed to a sad one as she had a faraway look in her eyes. "I didn't want to be confined to a cage all my life. So I broke free."

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Dante was able to find the car that his uncle was riding in. With good calculations and precision as well as some luck, I rammed into it "by accident" effectively killing him.

(Scorching metal and gasoline burned my nostrils. Vision blurred. Mind scrambled)

Unfortunately, my chances of survival were not as great.

But I already knew that.

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"I've always wanted to live the way I wanted to live." She gave me a genuine smile. "And now you get to die the way you want to die. No rules. No restrictions. It's your choice. And for that, I respect you."

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I wasn't able to save Robyn. But now I can save Emma.

I think this is life giving me another chance to undo the mistake I did.

An eye for an eye. A life for a life.

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For the last time, the glass wall shattered and I fell into the abyss. For once, completely at peace with myself.

It's a shame that I could experience this for only a short amount of time.

But this was my choice. No one else's. Mine.

And that brought a smile to my lips.

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I wasn't fully aware of the pain.

I felt happy knowing I was able to save someone I cared about this time.

And when the darkness enveloped me for the last and final time, I welcomed it with a smile on my face. 

***END OF ARC 4***