A Deal With the Devil

Chapter 35

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Kassandra's POV

All I hear is silence as my plea goes unheard and I....

I thought that would work.

I thought that if I willed Ravanna into my mind, she would come.

She promised that she'd always be with me.

That she'd never leave my side.

Maybe she hasn't.

Not in the physical world at least.

I hope not.

Allison for a moment looks scared but after a moment she realizes that Ravanna wasn't here.

But Allison had been afraid.

Her eyes had widened to a size that was almost unnatural, her movement stopped and her breathing became nonexistent.

You can't fake that.

She composes herself, trying to wipe any emotion off her face but she wasn't able to hide it from me. "Did you honestly think that she was going to save you?"

She walks towards me in slow unsure steps if at any moment she would be caught.

"I already told you, she can't hear you!"

She continued to walk closer and I scan her posture and facial expression before I responded, "Yes, I did and for a second, you did too."

She stops for a moment and that was all I needed to confirm my suspicions.

"You're scared of Ravanna, aren't you?"

It's my turn to stand up, my body still hurts but I've been through worse.

I can do this.

I can push through.

Allison's face contorts in anger, "I fear no one you little shit!"

She moves towards me at a blinding speed but somehow I'm able to stay calm.

It feels like when I first met Ravanna, how time slowed down but things moved forward so quickly that the outside world faded into the background.

I can see Allison, how she projects at such a lagging speed that it seems like she's moving in slow motion.

I take a painful step aside, letting her move pass me and straight into the wall.

I move closer and place my forearm at the back of her neck, holding her in place.

Time resumes just as it should and all that could be heard is Allison's surprise as she bangs into the wall.

I place more pressure against her and think about how easy it would be cut off her air supply, how easy it would be to slowly apply my strength so that she suffocated to death.

Is this how she felt when she was doing this to me? Thinking about how fragile and delicate I am?

If so, I don't ever want to think like that again.

I don't want to become the person that she is, I don't want to harm someone just because I want to.

"You were scared weren't you," I softly ask.

"Get off me! I will end you!" She desperately yells.

"That's the thing isn't it? You can't." I realize.