The familiar feeling of being tired came over Selena as she locked herself in the bathroom. But this tiredness was very different, in many ways. The blue haired girl was tired of life, of everything. She was tired of the enemy's that hunted her and her family, the constant search for the person of her revenge, fighting the fallen angels, keeping up the appearance of being tough and flirtatious. But most of all she was tired of denying her feelings for her demon maid, Victoria. Now that was truly exhausting of them all.

Selena grabbed the foot stool that she used for her daughter to hop into the bathtub. She took it in the shower and sat it down, next in her other hand was a noose and tossed it over the shower head. The broken butterfly hopped on the foot stool, tying the rope so the noose would hang low enough for her to reach. Tears streamed down her face but she did not sob or a whimper…. No crying out loud is something Selena would not do. It was something she was not capable of doing anymore since the day she died.

Grabbing the noose, she placed it around her neck and tighten the hold of it. To the point the noose left red marks and painful burn in its wake. All this pain was very welcoming. Before she could kick the stool, her daughter's faces appeared in her head. Reminding the mother of her two princess who still needed her. Selena shook her head.

'No! They be better off without me in their lives! They don't need me! I… I don't deserve them.' More tears ran faster down her face. She loves her daughters but she couldn't do this anymore.

"I'm so sorry…. But I can't… not anymore." With that said, Selena kicked the stool and hopped death was extremely painful.

'At least Victoria will get my soul early….'

The darkness surrounding her vision was clearing away. Somebody was calling her, pulling her away from it and away from death.

"oung Misstr!"

"Please! ake up"

"My ady, please op you ey!"

Whoever voice this was it was cold, panicked and worried. But at same it brought her warmth and made her heart beat quicken. "Selena! Please open your eyes!" Victoria was calling her. The heaviness kept her from waking, trying to pull her down even further into nothingness. "Please my lady… don't end it like this." With every strength she could summon and slowing forced her eyelids open. What she saw surprised her. Above her was Victoria and the face the demon made was the one of concern and panic, nothing she expected from Victoria.

"Victoria? What…?" Before she could finish her sentence, Selena started coughing violently. Her throat felt rough and sore. It hurt, a lot.

The female demon said nothing rubbing her mistress's back in a calming motion. Waiting until her coughing calmed down. "I found you trying to kill yourself." She said in emotionless tone, tightly her hold on her mistress.

Selena said nothing as the tears clouded her vision as put her head down and refused to meet Victoria glaze. The demon said nothing as well and just held her mistress to her body. Knowing this was the only comfort she could give right now. While hopping… Selena would tell Victoria what drove her to commit suicide. Until then the maid and mistress stayed sitting on the bathroom floor, together in silence.