"Supernatural War" sequel to "Don't Deserve You" (Corbyn Besson Fanfic)

Chapter 15: Life or Death

I jolted up, breathing heavily. I looked to my side and saw a sleeping Corbyn.

I sighed and slowly got out of bed. I was in nothing else but a large, oversized hoodie that went down half way past my knees. It was pretty big, so I didn't bother to put pants on.

I went out and grabbed a small bag of chips. I figured I could move my cheat day to today.

I walked to the couch and sat down. Thinking heavily on what I had just experienced.

They told me who they where, but I don't know who they are. How do I know it's not Jake messing with me? But what if it's real? Will I finally get the life I've always wanted. I know I'm powerful, but do I know how powerful?

I rubbed my forehead and sighed. Banging my head on the table.

'Damn it! Why is life so hard!? Why can't the answers just come to me!?' I thought.

'Cause that's not how life works silly!' A female laughed in my head. I remember the voice.

'Valerie!' I said back to her. 'Oh wow! It's been a while! Why are you suddenly taking to me now?'

With her happy cheerful voice she said, 'You are lost. You are confused and I'm here to clear up your confusion.'

I smiled. I'll finally get the answers I need!

'So what do you have for me?' I asked eager.

'To Tell you that your doing great so far. Keep following your path and you will get what you seek, you will reach your destiny.' She replied.

I got a little frustrated. That's all she can say!? That's not answers! That's barely even guidance!

'That's it!? That's all you have!? I need answers! Like why am I supposed to do this!? Or what exactly do I need to do to level up my powers! Not whatever that is!' I got angry and slammed my fist on the table.

Valarie calmly replied, 'Sometimes the best answer is reassurance. Trust me, everything I will ever tell you. Along with all the others who do. Follow your gut. It will lead you to your destiny. Follow your gut. It will lead you to your destiny.' Her voice slowly faded out. I begged her to stay, but she left.

I cried, do I want this for my life? What if I just ended it? End all my suffering.

I got up and grabbed a knife from the kitchen. I stood over the sink and held it to my wrist. Inches away from my skin, but not letting it touch. I let tears run down my check on to my already heavily cut wrist. I thought about the abuse in my life, how much pain people have caused me. This would end all the pain.

I went to cut when I felt a little thump hit my leg and a small giggle echo.

I put the knife down and picked up Lavender. She sucked on my finger and giggled. Then I heard her stomach rumble a little and she started to cry.

"Awww, come on baby. Lets get you some food." I told her. Setting her down in her high chair and getting some baby food. Feeding it it her slowly. Watching her be fascinated and cute when I did the air plane.

I smiled and realized that I do have something to live for. Maybe I do have a troubled pass, but my future has to get someone what better. It did with my students and the school. And one day with Corbyn, I can have my own children and grandchildren! I have so many memories to make. I can't take my life on just a memory.

I picked up Lavender after feeding her. Making her burp. Cleaned her up and set her back in her crib.

"Ok, all tight and snuggled in!" I tucked part of the blinker under her encasing her in the blinker. She squeal from the blanket being wrapped around her.

I kissed her forehead, closed the crib, and left the room. She must have heard me and wondered out of her crib. Because when I went to put her to bed the sliding part to open and put her in was open.

I went back into my room to find a worried Corbyn. He looked tired. Bags under his eyes and barley dressed.

He never like wearing to many pieces of clothing to bed.

"Corbyn? Are you ok?" I asked him worried.

He looked up to me and sighed. Running up and wrapping me in a giant hug.

"I'm so glad your ok. I didn't know if you ran away or was taken!" He said, with a sigh.

I felt bad, he really does care and I've only been pushing him away. He's so amazing and I have to start showing him how I feel!

"It's ok baby! I'm not gonna run away! And I'll most likely not get kidnapped! I was just grabbing something to eat." I reassured him.

Corbyn sighed again, "Good. I was really worried. I jut don't want to see you get hurt! I've already done that to much!"

I looked at Corbyn with sincere eyes, "Oh baby! You could never hurt me enough to where I'll stay away forever! I promise I'm not going anywhere!

Corbyn smiled, "I love you Y/N!" He exclaimed kissing me.

I giggled and kissed him back, "love you more my monkey!"