“Do you want to be tortured, Lilith?” I see goosebumps spread across her flesh when I say her name, and she shakes her head, sitting back down on the couch.
“My sister's in Heaven, and I’m here?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll never see her again?”
I sigh and shake my head. “I’m afraid not.”
She looks up at me and back down at the blanket. Her eyes fill with moisture, but she doesn’t let the tears fall. I realize that the exciting reunion I anticipated isn’t going to happen tonight. I groan, looking down at the small, scared, precious demon in front of me.
“Would you like to go to your room?”
“Room?” she parrots. I nod, and she wraps the blanket around herself as I open the door to the library, walking out in front of her. I wish I could watch her reaction to see if she likesourhome, but I play it cool as we get to her door. When I open it, I walk in first, holding out my arm.
She looks around the emerald green and gray room. Kas said she didn’t seem like a pink and purple type of girl, that was more of her twin. She licks her lips, taking in the opulence of the room before turning to face me.
“This doesn’t look like Hell.”
I’m not sure where to even start with that, so I just nod.
“We can talk tomorrow.”
“Okay,” she says softly. It’s an intrusive feeling to want to comfort someone, but I’m not sure how to, so I glance at her one last time before exiting her quarters. As soon as the door closes, I hear her sobs leave her and wonder if there was a better way to handle this whole situation. A few things have been made perfectly clear in finally meeting Lilith, she’s stubborn and clearly going through a spectrum of emotions I can not handle right now.
Kas passes me in the hallway, and I grab her arm.
“My lord,” she says with a slight bow of her head.
“Can you talk to her?”
“And what pray tell would you like me to say to your little—”
I squeeze her arm, glaring down at her. “She would hardly let me get a word in, and she’s in there fucking crying like I’m the one who killed her sanctimonious sister. Just do something.”
Kas eyes me cautiously. “I want something in return.”
“Fine,” I bark back, just wanting Lilith to stop hurting.
“Wonderful,” Kas replies with a smile on her face as she turns to Lilith’s door and knocks. I exhale and walk away, hoping that Kas can speak to her in a way I obviously wasn’t capable of.
Chapter six
Mysobswreckmybody. It’s not that I’m in Hell or that I was in the presence of fucking Satan himself.It’s Diana.
Our last words together.
The fact that she was right.
Clearly, she was right. Only evil people go to Hell, meanwhile, my sister is in Heaven, and I’m never going to be able to see her again. Never be able to talk to her again, never make up for our stupid fight.
I don’t really care about being dead. If I’m being honest, I’m a little disappointed there’s an afterlife. It’s probably why I don’t care about being a complete bitch to the Devil. He thinks I’ll just come here and bow down and listen to him for no reason? I’ve never been scared of much in real life, I’m certainly not afraid of him. The only thing I feel right now is grief, not fear over my situation.
I cry into the beautiful bedding—it’s green—my favorite color. While I might be in Hell, it definitely doesn’t seem like it. The room screams expensive and luxurious. Everything is high-end, from the thread counts on these sheets to the gold lighting fixtures hanging from the wall. It’s not extravagant in a way that I would see on Earth, at least not in this century. It reminds me of palaces before the Renaissance era. There’s a royal quality to the room that I just can’t seem to compute is somehow in Hell. I pinch myself, I’ve got to be dreaming.
My skin feels different, I haven’t looked at myself in a mirror yet, but I know when I do, I won’t look completely the same.
All I want to do is see Diana one last time, tell her I’m sorry and that I love her. Then I think about Otis and how neither of us went home. My cat probably thinks I fucking abandoned him, so the tears start all over again.
