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Death isn’t waiting for Calder. It’s listening for his instruction.”
“Fuck grief. That’s not what I feel.” My fingers claw at my chest as I spit my words, screaming them at his face. “The absence of him makes death favorable when I’m fucking weak.”
“One day, everything you’ve built will burn to the fucking ground. And I’ll be there to strike the match.”
“The day Calder comes will be everyone’s reckoning. And I won’t even pray for your souls.”
“I heard her whisper my name. I know she’s not dead. I’ve been chasing her voice back here from hell. Because no-fucking-body keeps me from her.”
If this is hell, the devil should worry because I won’t be fucking kept from her. It’s not my time to go, not when she’s alive.
“Then let her be damned, God, because I told you. Not even you can have her.”
And I hate myself because I’ve seen that we’re unholy, condemned to our family names. Destined to destroy everyone around us because our love only begets hate. And still, I love him.
My life was always about you. Before I knew it. You saved me. Gave me purpose. Led me to be the man I was supposed to become. Because for an angel to walk on this earth, it’ll need the protection of the Devil. There are a lot of empty pages I’ll never be able to fill in, so now it’s your turn. Tell me everything. Yell, scream, and cry in here, baby. Because one day I’ll read it all. Soon. –C
Because I never anticipated that when I told you I was willing to wade through hell to be with you—that tonight, the Devil would call my bluff.
I’ve cried in silence all this time, but for whatever beautiful miracle of a reason, they’ve stuck around, accepting my half-truths, even though we all silently acknowledge the lies.
