Dark energy (SABRINA X READER)

S2 Chapter 10- Regret

Before I continued writing I wanted to wait for a new season but it's been a very long time and I'm starting to miss writing, especially since I got so many positive responses from you guys. I'll try to continue this story with more drama and adventure. Please stay tuned for more!

I know why I walked away from her. The words were echoing in my head: "I just need some time alone,". Yeah, that is what I said to her. I said it because she was so close to seeing the real me, the monster, Lucifer. Of course, there are the teeth and the claws and the eyes, but none of that matters because what matters is what is on the inside. Sabrina knows that better than anyone.

I wasn't being fair to her and even though I knew that, I did not want to admit it. Admitting that I was wrong would mean showing her what I did in the past. How would she react if she saw all the bodies, if she'd hear all the screams, if she'd smell the decay? 

A raindrop falls on my hand and the touched skin turns white. These moments are what give me clarity and calm when everything goes to shit. I love it when the rain is edging me on to show what I look like instead of trying to fit in with humans. When water touches me, the area often turns to my real skin. I can control it when I try but when I'm lost in thought it will always happen and it will make me happy. I think nature is still happy with me. After all, everything I did was for them. 

Sabrina's P.O.V.

She didn't mean it. I know she didn't because I could feel it. She was conflicted and panicked. A part of me wants to go to her to show her I understand but I don't want it to feel like she never needs to make the first move. She's been like this since I know her. When she needs help she doesn't reach out first because she doesn't want to bother anyone. She doesn't understand that I love her and therefor she can bother me as much as she wants. 

I can feel her sitting in the forest again, near a lake. I can feel her mind wandering. It's like her thoughts are walking towards me but when they're here they walk past me and just look over. They don't come to me and talk but just observe and walk away. That's what it feels like when I can't read her thoughts. We're connected but in times like these, it feels like we're far apart.

I am about to give in and look for her when I feel a pressure on my chest. It feels like I can't breathe. I collapse to the floor and grab my shirt, begging for air. 

"Sabrina!" I hear my aunties scream. Before I pass out from the pain and loss of oxygen.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    P.O.V.

I should go to Sabrina and apologize. She didn't deserve this. I hate feeling like this. Why did I hurt her? I love her, I really do but I guess I just can't help myself. I'm a bad person, I'm evil, I mean I'm literally the devil, what did I expect?

No, no I'm not like that. I might be evil but that doesn't mean I hurt everyone. I just need to keep one person safe, only one. I don't care about anything else, I just need her to love me.
I'm going to apologize and fix this, even if it means showing her the real me, the monster, the evil.
I stand up, ready to leave but I get smashed back down. I feel an uncomfortable pressure on my chest and every time I breathe, a sharp pain follows. Trying to stand up, I grab a tree near me for support. My eyes are blurry from the hit I took but I can make out a figure standing in front of me. I can't see any details but I feel like I know this person. As I try to focus the ground sways beneath my feet. When I try to take a step forward I completely miss the next tree and collapse to the ground. I feel like I need to puke. A tickling in my throat causes me to cough, that's when I see the red droplets falling on the ground.
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
I feel that I'm picked off the ground, two arms around my waist and then I'm being swung over someone's shoulder.
"What are you doing?" I ask. I wonder if he can even hear my voice. I can barely understand it myself.
I'm already giving up, not having enough strength to do anything. It's like something is draining my energy.
Before I pass out I can hear the person answering me.

"I'm taking you home my queen,"