“I am sorry for everything I did, Blair,” I tell her. This time, I mean it. This isn’t a plot to make anyone trust me or make it seem like I’m sane. I genuinely have remorse for hurting this person who came to me willingly to make a truce.
“It all worked out in the end. Plus, you didn’t hurt Stevie. If you had, then it might be a different story.”
I grimace but nod. I kind of liked the red-headed witch.
“Are you worried about her?”
“More so worried about the future. She’s… not like us. She’s sweet, only uses violence as a way to defend herself. I’m afraid of losing her.”
I try to not be jealous. Blair can have more than one best friend. I will just need to work harder to become her top best friend.
“You just have to get her soul sent to Hell,” I tell her.
“I know, but how? She wouldn’t do anything terrible enough to get herself sent here.”
“She has you, those two demons simpering after her. I’m sure she could be persuaded or tricked.”
“What are you suggesting?” Blair asks.
The wild ideas spew off of my tongue, and I don’t know how long I sit at this lake with Blair, but it feels real. She throws in a jab here and there so that I know I’m not compelling her to agree with me.
It makes me think that maybe it’s something I can learn to control. But with the damage I’ve already done, will Elvor and Judd resent me for what I did? Not to mention Toth, whom I made forget the one intimate moment we’ve had together.
“We should get back to the manor,” Blair suggests, and I groan. “You should probably talk to Dad too,” she scolds lightly.
“He’s probably so disappointed in me,” I whine.
“I’m still pretty pissed with the old man myself. But give him more credit. I promise it won’t be as bad as you think.”
“It’s probably not the best time to tell him I accidentally killed a demon and shoved her in a closet.”
Blair’s eyes widen for a moment, and then they soften. “Maybe save that for another time,” she agrees.
I’m grateful when we decide to walk instead of portal back to the manor. I need a few more moments to try and get my head on straight. What Blair said makes sense, but I still don’t believe it. Why would they truly want me, knowing about this curse I was born with?
I must look really unsure as we reach the front gates. “Everything will be okay, Mara,” she encourages while we wait for the gates to open for us.
“I’m not sure I believe that.”
“Go talk to Lucifer, then go see your guys. I’ll probably be heading back to Earth early tomorrow.”
“Blair?”
“Yeah?” She turns to me, and I catch a swirl of pink in her eyes. I already know that when my eyes turn to that color, it means I have some sort of affection towards that person. It’s never been this clear or easy for me to read someone’s intentions before. Realizing I have an older sister who doesn’t hate me means more than I can express.
“Whatever you need when it comes to Stevie, I’m there.”
She gives me a stern nod with a smirk as I walk alone to Lucifer’s office.
Someone is already in there speaking with him when I knock on the door, but I don’t let that deter me as I step in. He’s in a heated conversation with Toth, who looks over at me with disgust.Of course, that’s what he feels.
“What did you make me forget?” Toth accuses, pointing a finger at me.
“Toth, let’s be sensible,” Lucifer coaxes.
“Sensible? I went to Earth like you asked and played babysitter to the absolute chaos that was looking after those three, only to come back to give you my report and realize chunks of my memory are missing. What did you do, Mara?” Toth demands, making me look away.
“Go walk it off,” Lucifer booms and Toth obeys immediately.
