Chapter 1
Lily POV
Darkness surrounds me.
A hand wraps around my throat.
Something beats against my rib cage.
My head splits open as a scream tries to go past the hand.
The scream may suffocate me before the hand does.
Something wet goes down my face.
And a knock sound from the bathroom door, riding the hand and the scream from my throat.
Fantasy’s sweet voice calls to me, “Lily, Dinner will be ready in a few. Oh and Thantos want to speak to you when you are done, Okay?”
“Yes,” I whisper, fearing that she will hear the pain attempting to show itself to her.
I can picture her nodding her head and walking away as nothing else was said.
The tiled walls brought coolness to contrast the hot sweat drenching my body.
Sobs try to break through my chest and mouth, but my hands remind them that they are prisoners once again and they have no choice but to stay down.
Hidden from sight.
Never to be seen by anyone but the pillow that hides the evidence for them.
The death of a person should hurt but not like this.
Not to the point that they would try to take me with them if life didn’t intervene.
I am a bringer of Death and I must have souls walk the paths to their deaths.
But the souls walking that path are vengeful souls wanting revenge.
I can’t blame them for the hate they have against me after all I took their freedom away from them.
Their deaths are no longer theirs. Fate doesn’t get to decide how they die, I do instead. And this is the result of just one of the people’s fates changing at my hands.
The light sweeps in slowly, reminding me where I am.
The shower water has gone cold and the hand vanished completely.
The soul has passed and I can finally breathe normally now.
Looking into the mirror, the blood makes the girl there look like she was right out of a horror movie. The color that I have vanished by the brush of the dead.
Sighing, I pull my dark hair back into a bun and turn the shower off before trying to get rid of the slight kiss of death enough for the others to not notice.
I don’t want them to start worrying for me.
Warm water shocks me as my body does the routine on autopilot as I rid the thought of dying from my mind.
There is no time for me to die, it would be too much of a inconvenience for the others.
We have to find the werewolves, vampires, and witches. There can’t be any delays.
The Grims have started hunting for us again and they mean to kill us if they can’t capture us.
Esmeralda isn’t helping us with any of the search, all she does is shrug her shoulders and vanish into thin air.
The knowing smirk on her face tells me all I need to know about the secret she’s hiding. Hell, everyone knows but she will never tell.
I sigh and look back in the mirror at the girl once again.
The blood is gone, and the sink is pink.
I clean the inside of my ear, and relief filled me as it came out without blood.
So, it was a quick death…that’s good.
I feel relief and yet the light brown eyes staring at me show no emotion within them.
No relief, happiness, or even sadness.
Just a lone cold numbness that will be hidden through a winning smile.
No one needs to worry about me.
Hiding this is the best option for everyone involved.
Opening the door, and sitting in the living room everyone here, including Esmeralda, are laughing and have a look of peace on their faces.
I will never dampen this mood just because of some blood pouring out my nose.
It’s fun watching Mack and Chris run away from Fantasy whenever she was making food and trying to eat it so she would have to chase them with a pan, only for Thantos to grab hold of her and kiss her senseless.
The others groan or pick at the two for their affection but their affection for each other sends a wave of envy flowing through me.
A sigh leaves me, I thought it would have gotten easier over the year and a half.
That we would be prepared for the fight that may happen with the Grimms.
It was supposed to be easier as I watched Thantos and Fantasy.
I know that love will never come to me. I know that true happiness will never exist for me, so there is no use in trying to find it. Nor is there a reason for me to entertain the thought.
And yet the feeling of want grows every single time I see those two together.I want what Thantos is experiencing right now.
The feeling of love and being loved I want the stupid goo-goo eyes. The, can’t keep their hands off of each other.The always thinking they’re beautiful.The love in their eyes.I want all of it…but since when has anything ever been easy for us?
Hell, I don’t know how Thantos is able to keep Fantasy out the eyes of our enemies for as long as he has but I would kill for the love that they have.
A twitch of the mouth and immediately felt the guilt of killing for what I could never have.
It’s not like I deserve it anyway.
Down the hall and through the black door I wait for Esmeralda and Thantos rubbing my chest to get this feeling of guilt to go away just for a little while.
