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Ch. 13 Hurt
Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss
And it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this, ooh, whoa
Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes and see you looking back
Hurt by Christina Aguilera
I didn't know how much joy had filled my heart after Scourge said what he did but I do know that I was pretty damn happy. I practically jumped into his arms and kissed his lips off. He had chuckled at my actions but I could tell it was forced. He knew that wasn't supposed to be doing this but he wanted to. The thought of him breaking rules just to make me happy made my heart hurt a bit. I felt like a bit like dirt for totally betraying him while he's blindsided in general but now to know that he actually does want to fulfill my wishes made me feel even more like shit. As he flew to the Hell Tower, I kind of sunk in his arms. Tears started to brim at my eyes as I thought about how he'd probably kill me slowly once he found out about my secret alliance with the Angels. I tried to push the thought out of my mind as soon as it came. I still had time. Maybe Cody could get me away from him before he found out. Then again he did say that Scourge tracked Victoria down when he killed her. Either way, I was screwed.
When we reached the Tower, Scourge grabbed my forearm and dragged me through in silence. I wanted to question the movement but was then answered when I saw all of the Dark Angels that were now residing in the Tower. All of them looked like regular human beings but with a dark aura and looks of ultimate beauty. I spotted Dante talking to some male Dark Angel who had to be about my age. His forest green eyes slid over to Scourge and I and he immediately made a beeline for us. "How long will it take," Dante asked, falling into step beside Scourge. My boyfriend shrugged.
"Just stall for as long as you can." Dante nodded.
"Will do. I better be getting a flash of that ass or something for all this shit." Scourge rolled his eyes as his best friend smirked, looking around my boyfriend to me. "Hey cutie," he said with a wink. "How are you today?"
"Hi," I said, shooting a smile at Dante. Scourge tightened his grip on my arm. He wasn't mad or anything but instead keeping me close since some of the Dark Angels had turned their attention to me.
"Thanks man," Scourge said, pounding fists with Dante. His best friend smiled creepily before whispering something in Scourge's ear. I saw him kiss Scourge's cheek before falling back to go and resume talking to the Dark Angel he was speaking with before. I noticed Scourge had gotten wide eyed, slight blush on his cheeks.
"You okay," I asked him. He nodded, letting out a needed sigh. He closed his eyes for a second as he shook his head.
"Dante's just a serious freak who has problems and needs help." I giggled, trying to hide the jealousy that arisen in me. Sure, I knew Dante was only playing around but I couldn't help it. I guess I just didn't want to lose Scourge – especially to his best friend. I know that I was going to lose him eventually but I wanted to spend as much time with him as I could.
"Isn't that Dante for you though?"
"True, true," Scourge said with a smirk. He led me through a big black door. I hesitated to go on, seeing that it was pitch black in there despite the stairs leading down to wherever. There was no way that I was going down there first. "It's okay. There are no monsters down there. I swear. Unless you count me of course."
"Of course," I said, letting my voice get a little low. I still was unsure about going down there. "Where does it lead to?"
"Hell," Scourge said plainly. He nudged me forward. "Go on. I'll be right behind you." I glanced at him, shaking my head.
"Scourge, I-"
"You want to see your parents don't you," he asked, his voice getting a bit hard. I looked up at him to see he was staring at me with an eyebrow cocked though there was no amusement. Only curiosity and some anger. I guess he put in a lot to make sure that I got my wish of seeing my parents and now here I was chickening out because I didn't want to go down in the dark. But now to know that it lead down into Hell really didn't make me want to go down there any more than I did before.
"Yea." I took a deep breath before entering the dark room. The floorboard creaked under my high tops. Despite the eerie creaks, I continued my way down the steps into the darkness. There were sounds that followed behind me so I assumed that Scourge was following me down here. If it wasn't him then I was just screwed. Suddenly, I felt hands at my waist, causing me to scream. One of the hands were put over my mouth, pulling my up against a firm chest.
"Shh, it's just me," Scourge's accented voice whispered in my ear. "I just wanted to tell you that it's going to start getting hot so don't be afraid, okay?"
"Yes," I whispered before continuing my way. Scourge left his hands resting on my waist, assuring me that he was still there. Indeed it did get hot as we went down lower and lower. How convenient though. A staircase that led right down to Hell. Lucifer sure was modern and lazy. Couldn't there be some big magical portal or something? I mean I thought there was only a staircase to Heaven. Then again, Scourge did mention before the Lucifer liked to mock the upper power. Guess this was one of his little jokes.
Soon enough, we reached another door. I was already sweating from the incredible increase of heat that had struck us. Scourge reached around me to open the door, revealing a flame of fire shooting out. He tackled me to the ground, causing us both to dodge the fireball. "Damned demons playing ball," Scourge muttered before helping me up. I intertwined my hand with his as we walked out onto the fiery ground. Hell wasn't what I expected it to look like. Sure there was the fiery red sky and the occasional fire flame here and there but other than that it looked like an ordinary town. Or at least it did at first. Once we got closer down the street or whatever it was, I could see the demons that slivered around the place and the scenes of people's deaths repeat over and over in some of the houses. With a shiver, I leaned closer against Scourge. He put his arm over my shoulders. "Don't worry, no one here will hurt you," he told me softly, giving my shoulder a squeeze.
"How do you know that," I asked, looking up at his hard face. Well at least it was hard before he smirked down at me.
"You are with the original Dark Angel. They all know not to cross me."
"Or else what," I challenged, raising an eyebrow. Scourge's smirk grew.
"Or I'll rip them apart with my bare hands and I'll save ripping what keeps them in existence out last so that they can feel all that pain until it's over." I shivered again. The sadistic look in scourge's eye as he told me what he was going to do scared the hell out of me. Plus it only brought back thoughts on what he would do once he found out about my betrayal to him.
"Demons don't have hearts, do they?" Scourge shrugged, looking ahead as his face started to get hard again.
"Something like that. It's not a heart specifically. Just something that lets them live."
"So demons can die?"
"Rosy, anything can die."
"Even you," I asked softly. Scourge slowly nodded.
"It's hard but it is possible."
"Oh," I said quietly. Scourge didn't say anything after that. We walked in silence for a long while. The town started to pass us by as we neared what looked like a jail from a distance. There were windows that had bars on them but there was no big gate around it or anything that most prisons looked like. Then again, I wasn't on the surface anymore. The demon guards at the front of the building looked as if they were about to make a move towards me before scourge shot them deadly glares. That made them go right back into their statue poses. Scourge pulled me closer against him as we entered into the prison. He led me down a long hallway to another big steel door. As we had walked, I noticed a lot of souls or ghosts moaning in terror and sadness in their cells. My heart felt for them. One was a little girl who was holding a knife, rocking back and forth with her knees curled up against her. I made a move towards her when Scourge tightened his grip on me.
"Every soul is in here for a reason," he told me sharply. "Just because they look sad doesn't mean that they really are. Some are just waiting for the opportunity to get out and cause even more havoc."
"But my parents aren't like that," I said, starting to get defensive. If anything, my parents didn't commit any crime at all. Not giving up their baby doesn't seem hardcore prison shit to me. Then again, Lucifer probably is a psycho deep down inside.
"They're together, it's not really too much punishment," Scourge mumbled before opening one last door. Inside was a big cell. I noticed two people huddled together on the floor. The woman opened her bronze colored eyes, setting them on me. Her already wide eyes widened at the sight and she scrambled from underneath the man's arm to run up to the bars. Although she looked a bit roughed up, she was still beautiful. From her wide bronze eyes to her long curly white blonde hair, skinny but curvy body, plump pink lips and her short figure.
"Mom," I asked, feeling tears behind my eyes. The woman smiled and held her hands out through the bars. I looked up at Scourge who was glaring at my mother. "Can you open the bars? Please?"
"No," he said firmly. "I said you could see them. That's all."
"Scourge, please." Slowly, he looked down at me. "I barely even know her. I want to know her. And my dad…" I looked back into the cell to see my father had come up beside my mother, his jade eyes wide in shock. He looked the same as he did the last time I saw him. Young, handsome, and soft eyed.
"Angel," he whispered, his deep voice a bit raspy. My heart started to break into little pieces. My parents were standing here right in front me – alive or not alive I wasn't sure. But they recognize me and were staring at me with hopeful eyes.
"Daddy," I replied, walking up to the bars. Both of them took one of my hands and squeezed. The touch sent warmth to my heart and more tears to my eyes.
"You're so beautiful," my mom whispered as she scanned my face. "You were always so beautiful."
"What is he – why are you with him, Angel," my dad asked, his eyes on Scourge. I put my father's hands on my cheek, leaning into his touch. I haven't felt it for so long. My mother's touch even felt familiar to me. Her long graceful fingers rubbed my arm gently before running through my hair softly. She kept murmuring the word "beautiful" over and over again. It was clear that she had been in here for a little bit too long.
"It's okay, daddy. He brought me here. He's my boyfriend."
"Boyfriend," both my parents exclaimed in shock. My father pulled me closer against the bars so that I was close enough to hear his whisper.
"Rosy, he cannot be trusted. Do you know who he is?"
"Yes, I do. Scourge isn't going to hurt me. As long as I do what he wants then no harm will come to me."
"So you're siding with them," my mother asked in horror. I clasped my hand around hers, trying to send a message with my eyes.
"Yes, mommy. I am. I have to." She stared back at me, her eyes showing the understanding. "I want to. Scourge is here and maybe after the war is over, Lucifer will let you guys go. Then we can be a family again. Isn't that what you guys want?" Both my parents saw that I was putting on a show but I knew that Scourge probably thought this was all real. Another pang of hurt hit my heart at the thought of what I was doing not only to him but to myself. It wasn't easy lying to the one you love. Especially when the one you love is a vicious Dark Angel who can rip people and demons apart with his bare hands.
"Yes. Yes it is," my father said, giving my shoulder a squeeze. "I just wish there was another way."
"Me too," I whispered, "Me too."
"You still have my necklace," my father said, a soft smile painted on his face. Sure enough, the cross pendant necklace that he had put on my neck the night he was taken away still laid on me. I put my hand on it.
"I haven't taken it off since the night you gave it to me," I said, smiling back at him. "I've missed you both so much."
"We've missed you too, Rosy. Your father says that your aunt Kira has been taking care of you. She is good, right," my mother asked, motherly concern deep in her eyes. Their families hadn't exactly liked each other due to the fact that my mother was white and my father was black but aunt Kira never really cared about that. She always told me how she fought for their relationship right alongside my parents. She believed in love almost as strongly as they did. I didn't get too much crap growing up about being mixed but there were always a few bullies who had something to say. Auntie made sure it never got to me though. She loved me and my parents no matter what.
"Yes. She does everything she can for me."
"We were so worried," my father said. "We didn't know what was going to happen to you."
"I'm okay, daddy. I'll be fine." Lying to my boyfriend is one thing but lying to my parents who I haven't seen in years hurt even worse. I knew that I was going to die. That Scourge was going to hunt me down and rip me limb from limb. That my parents would mourn over me, their daughter who they never really got to know. But every heroine does have to make her sacrifices. In this case, it was my life.
"Angel," Scourge said from across the room. I looked over at him to see that he was staring intensely at me. "We should leave soon."
"You bastard! You are never to call her that ever again," my father yelled. There was a cold, angry look in his eyes that I'd never seen before. He'd always been so happy and cheerful around me when I was a child. I honestly never saw him angry until now. Scourge smirked evilly, walking up to the bars.
"I will call her whatever I like. Seeing that she is mine now, I do have that right," he said, his voice smooth but also deadly.
"She will never be yours," my father growled, holding me even closer against the bars. Scourge chuckled, shaking his head.
"Ah Dimitri, you're still an idiot." Scourge turned his ice blue eyes to me. Ah shit. "Rosalinda, come here." I hesitated, holding on tighter to my parents' hands. Scourge's smirk fell into a glare. "Now," he said, his voice cold.
"Can I just say a proper goodbye," I asked.
"No. Get over here now. Unless you want to break the little promise you told me. Betraying me will only end badly on your part." I shivered. "Don't think I'll hesitate to do my will upon you. I told you that before." I bit my lip turning to my parents.
"I'm sorry. I love you," I whispered before letting their hands go and walking over to Scourge who started to chuckle. My father glared harder at the Dark Angel as he put his arm around my waist and pressed a kiss to my mouth. This time I didn't melt against his kiss. Instead I felt frightened and cold. He wasn't being himself and it was scaring me to death. My parents fell silent as Scourge guided me out after I heard their murmurs of "I love you" and "Be careful". Scourge and I walked silently to another town – different from the one we were in before. A part of me became even more frightened as I walked alongside my boyfriend through the foreign setting. I looked around at the big black houses that could pass as big farmhouses if we were on Earth. No one seemed to be any of them but yet I felt the aura of Dark Angels around.
"This is a village for us Angels who reside in Hell. Most raise families down here," Scourge explained. I didn't answer, just remained silent behind him. "The kids grow slowly – very slowly but only up to a certain age. Whatever age they wish. As long as it allows them to go on missions and fulfill Lucifer's will." Again, I stayed silent. "I'm sorry if I frightened you earlier," Scourge said with a sigh. "I just needed for us to go. Lucifer will be checking in on us soon."
"Where are we even going," I asked, shrugging his arm off my shoulders so that I could hug myself. I wasn't cold but yet I found the position comforting.
"To my house. We're going to stay there for a couple days until it's safe."
"Safe? What's going on that I can't go home?"
"Lucifer's starting the attack on the Angels and it's be best if you weren't around that little do gooder best friend of yours. It'd be bad if you were in the way during his turn." I closed my eyes, trying to hide my horror of someone hurting Cody. Although I knew he could defend himself, I still felt a bit weird about it.
"Oh," was all I could get out my mouth. Scourge laced his hand with mine as he lead me up to one of the houses. I kept my eyes down as we walked in, not taking in any of my surroundings. I didn't care about what Scourge had in his house or how it was decorated. All that was running through my mind was when I was going to contact Cody. They had given me the bracelet during the meeting so now all I had to do was find time to send the mind message to Cody. Scourge would notice if I touched my wrist and closed my eyes for a couple moments. Even though he might not suspect anything, he still might take note of it. We walked up a flight of steps, went down a hall and entered what I think was a bedroom. All I know was that I saw a bed and a few dressers. Scourge had me sit on the bed for walking away. He had muttered something about having big shirts that I could sleep in. I stared into space until he held up a basketball jersey to me.
"It's from a couple years ago. I played in a high school team a couple towns away from you," he said. The jersey was black and gold with the number 22 on it. I took it from him, murmuring a "thanks". Scourge sighed and bent down to look me in the eye. "You know I'd never hurt you, don't you," he asked, caressing my cheek. I nodded.
"Yea, I just… You freaked me out a bit."
"I'm sorry." He kissed me lightly. "I can make it better if you want."
"How?" As soon as the word left my mouth, I was on my back with Scourge's lips and body on mine. This time I did melt under his kisses, wrapping my arms and legs around him. His tongue slipped into my mouth as his hands started to lift up the tee shirt I had on. As his hands got higher and higher, my heart started to beat faster as did my body heat rise. I was starting to get nervous. Was tonight really the night?
"I can think of a lot of ways," Scourge whispered in my ear after he pulled out of the passionate kiss. He started to nip at my jaw and neck. "Only if you want me to," he murmured against my skin. He was at my collar bone now, slowly inching towards my breasts. I pushed lightly at his shoulders so that he'd look up at me, his ice blue eyes meeting mine. "What do you want, Rosy," he asked softly, a hint of seduction pinched into his voice.
"Do you want me," I breathed.
"God yes." I pulled his head down so that his lips were inches away from mine.
"Then I'm all yours."
The next chapter may or may not be rated M. It depends on how I feel lol. Do you all think Rosy is going to give in to Scourge or is something else up her sleeve?
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