Belle's POV
For five years, I’ve always had this dream. I dream of a woman kneeling in front of me with her head down. I couldn’t see her face but I could hear her cries. I’ve always wondered why she’s crying or what she’s crying about. I want to comfort her but whenever I come closer, she disappears and I wake up. So one time, I tried to just simply watch her from the distance. I sat on the ground of the endless oblivion and just stare at her. As moments go by, her cries turn more silent until I can no longer hear anything. At one point, I even thought she would finally raise her head and show me her face but it never happened. I know for some this could possibly be a terrible nightmare. It was for me at first until it wasn’t. I found myself wanting this dream. I found myself yearning for this woman. I found comfort in her.
Until one time, she finally raised her head to look at me. At that moment, I really didn’t know what to feel but I remember feeling heaviness in my chest. I feel hurt when those lonely eyes look at me as if it’s begging for me to let go. Let go? Why?
It’s the same for me now as I try to prevent myself from opening my eyes. I am awake but I remain to pretend as if I am not. As much as I want to see this person, I can't open my eyes. I know it will disappear as soon as I do.
So I just let this feeling wrap around me.
The scent of mint and roses fills the room.
I know something was strange when I felt a presence in my room while I was talking to Selene earlier. Then my mom gave me chocolates and pain relievers. I know I didn't ask her for it because I didn't even know I'm on my period until this afternoon.
I know that whoever this person is beside me right now, it was them who did all of it. I know that they're the ones who vandalized Gerald's place too.
I know I should be creeped out by it but I am not. In fact, I find it comforting to know that I have this presence around me. Though I am glad they are closer to me right now. Usually, they are just watching me from afar. At least I could confirm now that my mind is not making up things.
The presence and the scents of mint and roses are one and it has a physical body. Strangely enough, I also think she’s the woman in my dreams.
Is this my guardian angel?
I moved closer to the woman.
The past years have been a bit strange for me. Not to mention the missing bits in my memories. Though I know that from those missing years in my life, this presence has always been around me. Watching me, guiding me, and protecting me. That is what I am sure of.
I don't want to fall asleep so I just pretended that I am. I want to cherish this moment as much as I can.
But suddenly, for some reason, my arm fell on the bed as I lost grasp of what I was just clinging on.
I opened my eyes and there was no longer someone beside me.
I sniffed the air and the scents were gone.
The presence is gone.
My heart felt empty.
Why did she leave?
Did she realize that I was awake?
I looked outside my room through the windows and watched the sky.
When is it going to rain again?
Maybe the presence will stay longer when it rains and will finally reveal herself to me.
Reign's POV
I've stayed longer than I should.
I didn't realize I fell asleep so when I woke up, I panicked. I immediately teleported back to my bedroom in the apartment to get myself together.
Even though Belle is no longer with me, her touch lingers. I rested my arm around the area where she was hugging me.
It was enough, I guess.
It was enough to pretend that everything is okay even though it was not.
I know I told myself that I don't want to leave this world without a proper closure with Belle but can I really do that?
My will is not that strong. If I stay longer and closer to Belle, I might just end up staying here forever and waiting for her every reincarnation in this world. If I do that, I am not only torturing myself but I am also torturing Belle, the Holy Soul.
Is this what the Holy Soul wanted?
Is this what she wanted me to do?
To stay as a half-demon forever and be with her for all eternity?
I think not.
I know she's aware that this world of mine is nothing but suffering.
The longer I stay, the more souls I need to take and the more my poor soul will be damaged.
So what does she want?
What does she want me to do?
What did she do that she had to sacrifice Heaven for me?
I clasped a handful of my hair in my hands. There's got to be answers somewhere.
I managed to find the Superior in his office. This room is the only unique thing around the apartment. This room is full of ice though the room still has that normal temperature. At least for me since I don't really feel heat or cold.
"What can I help you with, Reign?" The Superior asked. He leans his back on his leather chair.
The room is stuck with bottles full of souls laying around. Some have rolled under his desk. Some have collected dust. Some even started to disappear.
“I remember the time when I asked you to return my soul and you told me that it’s not allowed. No takebacks.”
The Superior nodded. “Indeed. I remember.”
“An angel told me otherwise. The angel made it seem like I still have a chance to live again like a normal human.”
“Hmmm?”
"Are you aware of what the Holy Soul did?"
He only raised a brow at me.
"Apparently, she made a huge sacrifice to get my soul back."
The Superior's ears twitched, "How did you know about this?"
"An angel told me."
"Naughty angel."
"Tell me, what did she do?"
He made himself busy by touching papers on his desk. I know that he’s really not reading any of those. "I cannot reveal it to you. I'm in no place to do that. The matters of Heaven remain in Heaven.”
“So, you know what happened?”
The Superior nodded timidly. “I just happen to be gossiping."
"Fine, tell me how to get that bottle of my soul from one of the angels who probably has my soul. Do I have to bargain? Beg? Cry?"
"Hmm?"
"The angel showed me a soul that is still in the bottle. The angel told me that my soul is like that. It has not been returned to the universe because it was damaged. So I need it back and try to fix it."
The Superior remained stoic. "You cannot do that, Reign."
"Why? Because I'm a half-demon?"
"No, because your soul is no longer in anyone's hands."
I furrowed my brows.
"I don't know whose soul that angel showed you but I can assure you that it's not yours."
"Then where is it?"
The Superior didn't answer.
"Tell me!" I slammed my hands on his desk.
He jolted, "I cannot tell you where it is.”
“Superior, please.”
He gulped. He looked somewhat guilty. “But I really cannot tell you since I will be put in danger.”
I scratched my nails on his desk.
“But I can tell you one thing."
"What?"
“The location of your soul.”
“Okay. Tell me where to find it.”
"It's where your heart is," he whispered.
My hand pressed on my chest. "Huh?"
"That's all I could tell you, Reign. Now, go. I still have other pressing matters to attend to."
"But–" Before I could say any more things to him, I was forcefully returned to my room by the Superior who used his power on me.
My knees were weak so I sat on my bed.
Did the angel just play with my head?
Or did the Superior play with my head?
Who is telling the truth and who isn't?
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