Helluva Undertaking

Chapter 10

"I-I beg your pardon?-" Stolas's eyes buldged, his face grimaced as he stared up at Blitz whose expression had completely changed. His face was cold, angry, hurt, disgusted, concentrated. Blitz let go of Stolas and allowed him to fall against the ground, his arms catching his weight with a heavy "thud".

"I know what you did and you can either admit to it like a man or keep up this bullshit little lie," Blitz snarled, his hands digging in his pockets once more.

"Blitz you need to understand that I-" Stolas pushed himself upwards and stumbled to his feet, his chest heaving with anxiety as he tried to find the words to spit out.

"So you did do it! You fucking did it!" Blitz almost laughing in disbelief, his mouth hung open gawking.

"Please, Blitz, you must understand that it was only coming from a place of love...I-I just wanted to do what was best and protect you" Stolas dusted himself off, his face drenched in worry.

"Protect me? Fucking protect me?!" Blitz yelled angrily, walking closer toward Stolas, his hands balled in fists by his sides.

"Yes, Blitz. That little romance just wasn't...it wasn't right and things were moving far too fast and I couldn't just let you throw your entire life away into that person that you barely know!" Stolas exclaimed, stepping backwards to create more space between himself and Blitz.

"You don't get to dictate what happens in my life! You...you have always used your power over me, controlled shit in my life that I couldn't, played me like a fucking puppet! But not again...not this time. You don't get to control what I do or when I do it or who I do it with!" Blitz yelled, his eyes watering in frustration, his hand outstretched and pointing toward Stolas.

"Blitz, I need you to understand that what you were doing wasn't going to end well...you asked her to marry you when you barely knew each other and she's not even a real Imp, she was a human who died and dropped here! Blitz I'm just trying to protect you from..well from yourself. I just needed more time and now look, she's doing something that she's incredibly good at for a powerful demon! This is what's best for everyone, I just need you to see that," Stolas reached toward Blitz with a gentle gaze, his arms outstretched and welcoming.

"Back the fuck away from me!" Blitz yelled, pulling his pistol from his pocket and aiming it directly at Stolas's chest.

"Come on Blitz, we can talk this through, I need you to know that I was just trying to help you," Stolas took another step toward him, still offering to console him.

"Fuck you!" Blitz wrapped his pointer finger around the trigger and pulled it tightly, a bullet shot from the barrel and flung through the air until it planted itself against Stolas's chest.

"Blitz..." Stolas murmured, taken aback.

"I can't fucking believe you!" Blitz responded before pulling the trigger three more times, his aim still set on Stolas, the sound of the shots thundered through the air. Within a moment the bullets pumbled against Stolas's skin and pressed themselves into his chest. Stolas clutched his chest and applied pressure on the wounds, his forehead crinkled in dismay as he propped himself upward. He set his hand against his dining room table and took a moment to collect himself.

"Did that make you feel better?" Stolas calmly asked as he brushed the bullets off of his chest, the bullets clinking as they clattered to the ground, Stolas's skin left untouched as he patted away the gun powder residue from his top.

"I'd feel better if I had a blessing tipped rifle" Blitz grumbled as he pressed the gun back into his pocket.

"You couldn't possibly truly mean that," Stolas snarled.

"Yes the fuck I do," Blitz growled, "I wish I had never fucked you. I wish I had never spoken to you. I wish I had never fucking met you," Blitz's words slashed at Stolas more than any weapon ever could.

"Blitz, please..."

"Tell me how to get her back. What in Hell did you trade to get him to take her?"