The Girl With The Crimson Eyes

18: Black Tears

Magenta

Silence lingered in the mansion's corridors like a gelid mist, yet the echoes of that grievous night invaded Magenta's mind. She rested on her bed, only wearing her underwear. Her face was buried in her pillow, and her blood-stained dress lay torn on the floor. She wished everything was just a horrible nightmare. A nightmare from which she would wake up soon.

However, the reek of blood in her hands was too real, and his perfume pervaded her nose and brain.

. . .

Someone knocked on the door several times.

But deep silence was her only answer.

The minutes passed.

Magenta overheard Ronner's voice on the other side as he grabbed his keys to unlock the door. She didn't react. She couldn't care less about his presence.

Slowly, the door opened.

Ronner sighed at the sight of her pitiful state and paced over to the bed. He sat next to her.

"Look," Ronner started, taking a deep breath. "This was never my intention. I was winning time for them to stop him, but I never imagined those idiots would do such a thing."

Magenta said nothing and remained still like a corpse.

"I was honest when I said I would spare him if he released Persen, but he would have never listened to me, you know that." He caressed her back. "Persen is furious because you tried to kill his man."

"Wish I killed the three of them," Magenta mumbled.

"Well, had he been a normal human, he'd be dead by now. I didn't know you had such a good aim."

"Why did you stop me?" She buried her nails into her thighs.

"Because you were out of control, risking your own life. If you go against Persen, you go against The Hunters. Your whole empire would've been destroyed." He massaged her shoulders.

"All this because of that Nephilim . . . " Magenta stared over her shoulder at him. Two dark makeup circles surrounded her eyes, along with multiple black trails staining her cheeks. "Wish you never found her."

"Don't blame the little girl." He leaned on her back, wrapping his arms around her. "We need to move on. Remember our main mission."

"Stay away from me." She pushed him away, her empty eyes shooting a glare. "I want to be alone."

"Alright." Ronner stood up and started toward the door. "By the way, should we let his family know?"

"No . . . His child doesn't need to bear with that pain at such a young age. It's better this way, just the way he wanted it." She bit her lower lip and scowled at Ronner. "Now, go!"

Ronner rolled his eyes and closed the door behind him.

Magenta remained still for long minutes, contemplating the silence of her mind. However, her pride pushed her to sit up and lift her gaze. The Lady couldn't allow herself to become such a pathetic creature. Not yet.

She stood and locked the door, making sure Ronner was gone, and then grabbed her cell phone from her nightstand. Magenta still remembered his number and quickly dialed it with trembling fingers.

. . .

As soon as he picked up, The Lady knew it was the right thing to do.

"Who is it? I don't recognize your number," the nurse's boyfriend questioned nervously.

"I'll be short and concise, so listen carefully," Magenta said, clenching her fists. "Lacacia forest. You'll find a small cabin at the top of a hill. I'll send you the location and the code numbers to unlock the doors."