godly sin ¦ Ongoing

three. 'we're going to hell...'

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EVERYWHERE is dark.

I feel like I'm falling in emptiness, nothing but darkness all the way down — if there is indeed a down.

Oh, who am I kidding?

Of course there's a down, that's hell. Where I would finally get to know real torture like the Bible described. It's been real all along.

I finally miss Desmond and our bonding time together. I wonder what he's doing right now.

"Omaira..." A voice echoes.

Not that voice, I know that voice. I can't miss it's huskiness anywhere. I have dreaded that voice for four years now.

"Omaira..."

Not again.

"Who–who said that?" My voice comes out as a squeak.

"You're so beautiful..."

I swallow, I'm surrounded by darkness still. Blinking a couple of times doesn't seem to do the trick, as all I see is pitch black.

"Me and you, forever baby..." Then he laughs. That deep laugh that I've forced myself to forget.

Is this what I would suffer for eternity?

"She's nobody... Do I know you?"

I cover my ears, tears slowly slide down my cheeks. "Please stop!" I cry out.

"I'm engaged to someone else, Omaira..."

"No, I don't wanna hear it. Make it stop!"

"You should go..."

"Sto-op it, please."

Suddenly, his face appears right in front of me in all it's smug glory. Looking at me like I am a piece of unwanted trash.

"Goodbye, flower..."

"Don't call me that you son of a pussy!" I flare up, all I can feel is anger and regret. "You lost your right to call me that! I hate you!"

His face contorts slowly and changes into that of my father's, who has that disappointed look on his face as he looks at me.

"Why did you do it, Omaira? "

I cry, as my anger gives way for sadness. "I'm sorry daddy, I'm so sorry."

"You are a disgrace, I am ashamed of you..."

"No, don't say that. Please."

"Pull yourself together!!!"

"I'm sorry dad."

"I will never forget— I forgive you— find peace— never forget— forgive— peace......."