Lucifer's Daughter

Chapter 44- A Traitor's Tale Part I

I'm so so so sorry I haven't been updating. These past couple of months have been rough especially with a revolution and economic collapse happening over here.

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This is the last chapter in 2019. I hate to say it but the story will be ending soon. :(
⚠️Trigger Warning
The contents of this chapter may slightly trigger the reader and is in indirect relation to self-harm.

         
Chapter 44- A Traitor's Tale

traitor
/ˈtreɪtə/
noun
a person who betrays someone or something, such as a friend, cause, or principle.

Loose-morals and materialistic commodities are what drive our modern world. We're surrounded by liars, traitors and romancers; people that would do anything to get what they please. To let their tongues graze the surface of success, they are willing to drag you to the darkest corners of hopelessness and invite your demons to feast on a momentary happiness they elude you with. As disheartening as it may seem, it is but the truth.

At times, these treacherous beings put on a once-in-a-life-time performance and end it with a coup-de-grâce. Their tools? Naivety of the audience and their own impeccable skills of deception. They turn your heart and mind to shredded strings for them to play to their heart's content.

I believe in the saying "keep your friends close, and your enemies closer", however I did not quite realize that I was unknowingly keeping my foe closer than I had anticipated. Foolish is the only thing I could say to even begin and describe my idiocy. How could I believe him so easily?

How could I miss the fact that the only thing that drives man is survival and power? And to top it all off? I was the only obstacle in his way to both. The damned throne! I was an obstacle to a more concrete immortality and infinite power...Sure he was immortal as it was, but only for as long as Lucifer permitted it.

I over-estimated the capacity of a demon to love, and now I sit in a harsh-cold reality of sorts.

I would be lying if I said I doubted his "feelings" towards me. Not for a faltering heart beat. He pulled a faultless, unblemished stunt, but now is the time for the curtain to fall and for the show to end.

I was snapped back to reality as I heard rustling outside the door of this miserable place. A single tear escaped my eyes. I knew I'd have to face him now.

I couldn't bear the mere thought of him... The door finally burst open and Lexus' figure stepped in. The atmosphere of the room altered. Silence hung the air and tension built up the more we breathed the same air.

My face remained emotionless, while his face shone a dark evil smile. He looked, by all means, like a devilishly handsome villain ready to pummel you to your demise.

I couldn't stop my stupid heart from racing at the sight of him. It was not the cute kind of heart racing, not one coupled with dreamy eyes as I stared at a lover; on the contrary, it was one mixed with heat and a tiresome love. These beats did not make my heart melt into a puddle of honey; these beats were painful. With every pump of blood there was a crown of thorns wrapped around my heart continuously squeezing with every diastole.

"You've come here to mock my state? To say say that you've fooled me? That you've been the bad guy all along?" I spat with such disgust— don't get me wrong, though. It wasn't disgust towards him. It was disgust towards myself; self-loathing for my naiveness. What a fool...

"I've been more than the bad guy, Thana. I've been your worst fucking nightmare." He retorted with pride. "You sick bastard."

"You're never been more right." He grimaced with wry amusement. He pulled out a sharp silver dagger from under his jacket. My breath caught in my throat. I wasn't afraid of death, but the idea that I was just about to meet my creator through the hands of someone whom I thought I shared something with brought me immense pain. What a pitiful end.