To Hell and Back - Afterdeath [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 20||O

Alisa couldn't move.

She was surrounded by darkness, and all she could hear was screams and fire.

She couldn't save them.

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Geno silently sat by the younger's bed, making sure she was okay. His lips pursed and pulled down into a frown, she hadn't been recovering, and the doctors had discovered the remainders of blue strings on her skin. She had been covered in bruises and cuts, she had a minor concussion.

"Geno."

He looked up to stare into the worried chocolate brown eyes of Khloe, "I know you're worried about her, but you gotta eat." She said softly, pushing a tray of lamb stew towards him.

Geno shrugged, making a sound of disinterest and pushed it away.

Khloe sighed, rubbing comforting circles on his back. Reaper had left to help out in case of war a day ago and wouldn't be back till tomorrow and Geno had nothing to do. Her eyes lit up, "I know what'll cheer you up!" She squealed, using the bracelet on her arm to call Reaper.

Reaper answered with a groan as Geno watched in interest at the holographic image of him from Khloe's wrist.

"What do you want Khloe?" Reaper muttered, not bothering to look up as he traced a map.

"I thought you'd like to see your boyfriend." She purred, and Reaper looked up with a start before his signature smirk returned to his exhausted face.

"Geno! Baby-"

"If all you're going to do is flirt then you should get back to working." A flicker of shock and slight hurt shadowed Reapers face and he pouted.

"C'mon baby," he cooed, and Geno looked away. A shadow of a blush touching his cheeks, "I'm going back to work..." he got up, storming to the door but before he closed it he paused, "Stay safe." And he slammed the door.

Reaper blushed, and Khloe snickered. "He likes youuuuuu." She teased and he shot her a glare, "Shut up old hag." He muttered and ended the call and Khloe scoffed, climbing off the table.

"You're older than me..."