Chapter 10

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The Gates of Hell opened widely before her; eternal, infernal flames burning in front of her, luring her in. The high-pitched voices of her screaming children, crying out for their mother. “Lilith”, they began to whisper. “Lilith, Lilith”, over and over again, like a broken record spinning it’s endless circles. How badly did she want to walk through those gates. How desperate was she for the heat of the flames, licking at her feet. How many times throughout this last week had she been silently praying. Silent prayers to finally be home again. The truth was, she had lost count. But little had she known that now she began to wonder, was this still her home? Even if she was all alone? And soon she began to doubt. In the mortal world, they’d say “Home is where the heart is”. Her heart. Her cold, cold heart, only the Fires of Gehenna seemed to thaw. Sighing, she looked up and she knew. And she began to walk, walk towards her children’s voices, singing to her like sirens. She felt the ground vibrate, like thunder, she remembered. Though it was the gates, closing behind her, to never set her free again. To make her His forever.

She suddenly was awakened by vivid lightning accompanied by loud thunder crashing in the dark. The gates, she thought. Thunder. An odd feeling of relief overcame her. She wasn’t back in the pit. She was still at home, a fire blazing in the fireplace, laying in her cozy, warm bed. Home. And finally she made a decision. She would never go back. Never wanted to be His handmaiden again.

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The adrenaline shot through her veins as the demon stared directly at her.
“I’m going to make you pay!” Its raspy voice echoed through the room, causing multiple gasps for air.
She held the urn, her hands not remotely shaking. “Turpis et infernis in terris pariunt. Adiuro vos tamen hoc graecas munus.” Her voice was strong, she needed to pronounce every single word. Making one mistake could already be fatal. The demon let out a helpless screech before turning into red dust and being sucked into the urn. She smacked the lid on and turned to face her students. “And that is how you trap a demon”, Zelda said. “Who wants to try it? Or who wants to conjure one first?” As she looked over the student’s raised hands to pick one, she spotted a familiar silhouette standing at the back and slightly began to tremble. “Actually, we’ll call it a day. This class is dismissed.” She waited for the students to stand up and get out, but they just stayed in their seats, giving her confused looks. “Go! I said you’re dismissed”, she snapped. The students immediately took off. The redheaded woman turned around and released a breath she didn’t know she was holding. Behind her, she heard the faint sound of clicking heels.

“You didn’t have to be so harsh on them.”
“Didn’t I?” Zelda laughed sarcastically. She turned to face the other woman. Lilith was standing multiple feet away, keeping her distance. She didn’t respond, but kept quiet, eying Zelda.
“You’re right.” She sighed. “I really didn’t. I just- I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately. I guess seeing you here just caught me… off guard.”
Nodding, the other woman looked at her. “I understand.”
Her soft voice soothed Zelda, making her forget about everything else, though she would never show that. “I thought you’d be back in hell.”
Now it was Lilith’s turn to sigh. “I thought so too”, she answered. “And then, a few night ago, I had this vivid dream and I, well I changed my mind.”
“What was it about? Your dream”, she added.
“Leaving.” She slightly smiled. “I actually had hoped you’d come by my cottage. I was kind of disappointed when you didn’t.”
“I would have”, the other woman lied. “Time just didn’t allow it. You’d be surprised how many people pass away in one week.”

She couldn’t understand why she was lying to her. She felt so much when she was near Lilith. So much hatred towards her. So much insecurity, which she assumed was the cause of all the hatred. And yet she felt obligated not to hurt her, and that was something the witch usually didn’t care about. And yet she wanted to be close to her.

She shook her head. “I am beyond glad you’re not leaving.”
“Is that so?” The brunette smirked.
“Yes, now shut up.”
Lilith laughed. “Of course, Directrix Spellman”, she said before she disappeared in a cloud of fire.
After the woman was gone, Zelda felt an unfamiliar sense of serenity by knowing she’d stay.

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“Now, look at that! Your awake early”, Hilda chirped while entering the kitchen.
“Spare me your matutinal buoyancy, Sister”, Zelda answered, not once looking up from the Russian newspaper she was reading. The blonde ignored the other witch’s attitude like almost every morning.
“Where’s Sabrina? Didn’t you wake her”, her sister asked.
“Miss Wardwell called”, Hilda said while setting down two cups of tea. “Another teacher called in sick this morning, so Sabrina’s classes start at 10.” The ginger nodded and her sister glanced at her. “She enquired after you”, she said, taking a sip on her tea.
“Did she now.” She still didn’t look at the British woman.
“You know”, Hilda tried again. “I always wondered what you meant by “The circumstances have changed”? I still don’t really get why you were basically defending her, after everything she did. I mean that was kind of-”
“I had sex with her”, Zelda plainly said, finally looking up from her newspaper.
Hilda chocked on her tea. “You had- what?!”
She rolled her eyes. “We had sex, Hilda. S-E-X. Sex.”
“I know, I can spell it!” Her expression showed utter shock. “But how? I mean, I thought you were-”
“Heterosexual”, she cut her off.
“Well yeah, that too.”
“Satan in hell, Hilda, just don’t make such a big deal out of it.”
“I’m not, I’m just surprised, that’s all.”
“Yes, I can tell from your expression. And I can also tell that you’ll just cook up unnecessary drama, so if you mention any of this to Sabrina or Ambrose, I will be the death of you. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”

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The sky was high and the land before her seemed endless. All that was in front of her was golden grass, slightly swaying in the wind. Oak trees lined the narrow trail she followed. In that very moment, she felt utterly alone. And she felt utterly magnificent. She breathed in the fresh air. That’s why she had stayed. Of course she knew, Zelda was another reason, but this, this too. Just when she wanted to turn back and return to her little cottage deep in the woods, the breeze suddenly became stronger, the wind picked up. The brunette-haired woman frantically rotated around her own axis to spot the cause of the sudden change in the weather. She froze when she saw the silhouette of an oh-so familiar goat man standing at the forest edge, looking over at her. She heard her name being called out multiple times and shuddered internally. After several heartbeats, her feet began to move in His direction, after her mind had finally been able to command them to do so.

“Dark Lord”, she spoke while approaching him, bowing her head slightly. Lucifer’s nostrils flared as He looked at Lilith with anger in His eyes.
“Lilith, Lilith”, He spoke. “You have forsaken me.”
“I’d never-”
“Oh yes, you would. You already have. You were supposed to come back to the pit but decided against it. Actually, you still are supposed to come back. Never as a queen, obviously, but a handmaiden, like you always were.” The goat’s hot breath rose up in the air in white clouds of steam. “Do you think I’m stupid, Lilith? Don’t you think I know why you don’t want to leave this mortal place? Zelda Spellman is a distraction, you belong to me and only me”, He spat.
The woman flinched at the mention of said Spellman.
“You disobeyed me, Lilith”, the Dark Lord continued. “You were supposed to bring me Sabrina, not to fuck around with that old slut of a witch.”
Lilith felt tears dwelling up in her eyes as she listened to His words.
“You are going to come back to me but first, you need to suffer. You will suffer, Lilith. As will your girlfriend. Or need I remind you who you should truly be subservient to”, He whispered.

Author's note:

Soooo, that's a wrap on Chapter 10 😊! What do you guys think? Feel free to comment and also vote hehe. I didn't really correct it and looked it over for mistakes so if you find any... oopsie. Also, HAPPY PRIDE MONTH AND THX SM FOR 700+ READS, ILY! 🏳‍🌈

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