Chapter Ninety Eight | ElizaXFall

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They say when you die your life flashes before your eyes.

Is that why I'm seeing all this?

This morning everything was fine...

My lungs are filled with smoke, my arms are scraped and burned. I'm covered in dirt, I'm clutching my side to stop the blood and my other hand clutches tightly onto the handle of my sword.

If only I'd been better.

If only I hadn't been born a girl.

If only I hadn't been so stupid.

Maybe I would've survived.

Maybe Gilbert wouldn't be dead.

I don't even know what happened to Roderick but all I can hear are terrified screams as everything burns around me.

A smile graced my face.

Those people.

They deserve this.

"So you're inner fire truly burned your enemies," I hear him say.

The red-eyed demon has come for me.

If my love for more than one man, my dreams of marrying Adela, my desire for basic rights are what damned me to hell then I wouldn't change a thing even to get myself to heaven.

I suppose now I'll be dragged down to hell as the last thing I see isn't the night sky filling with smoke and the red hue of the fire, it's the glistening fangs of a monster.

I accept my death.

God, let me be born into a world that accepts me.



Hours Earlier

Oh, fuck!

I'd fallen asleep. God, please don't let anyone know. I whipped my head around to Gilbert. Shirtless and mumbling in his sleep I slapped his arm to wake him up and he bolted upright. He must've had a nightmare again.

The one we both have.

Not the fear of being caught together, the fear of the blood Sea.

He moaned and sat up, he ran his hands through his hair and pulled a shirt over his head. He suddenly realized my dilemma and panicked.

I can't be seen with what I wore yesterday. I can't be seen with a nightgown in his room. I certainly can't be seen leaving his room.

"Shit, Vhat do I do?" I panicked and he urged me to calm down. I sat on the side of the bed. Sweaty from skin to skin contact.

My core aches for his touch once more. Just one more time before we face the world again.

Gilbert got dressed behind me and hating the awkward silence I spoke up.

"Have vhat dream again?" I asked and I heard him stop moving before he silently muttered.

"No..."

"Vhat?" I whipped my head around to face him. "Does vhat mean you aren't cursed anymore?"

Lucky bastard.

He shook his head and his eyes seemed full of dread. "Actually it might mean something even worse. I've felt it for a while now, haven't you?" He asked me and I shook my head, not sure what he meant so he continued.

"The atmosphere in town is different....someone it feels dangerous and the sky...the clouds have been vhere for days, like a warning."

I held back a laugh. He was worrying over nothing.

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