Hell's Belle - Eve Newton Page 0,78
I ask bitterly.
He looks away. “Indirectly, away from you. What you did to find the key was low, Belle, really low, but…I knew that keeping it from you would make you do something stupid. I should’ve trusted you.”
I’m not sure if this means he forgives me or not. We’ve never had a rift in our relationship before. It’s unchartered territory.
“Where are you going to go?” I croak, wringing my hands slightly.
“Earth. I’m not sure where I will settle. I like New Zealand.”
I give him a horrified look. “Earth?”
“I need a neutral place, where else am I going to go?” he snaps at me.
“Err,” I falter because I have no clue. “What happens if you decide you don’t want to come back?” I ask softly.
He shrugs. “I haven’t got to that point yet,” he says shortly.
He is being evasive. I know it as well as he does.
“I can’t convince you to stay, can I,” I state. It isn’t a question. I have come to the realization that he is going and I’m going to have to let him.
He shakes his head.
“Be careful out there,” I mutter.
He gives me a scathing look.
“I’m not asking for myself, you asshat!” I spit. “I will be worried every second of every day that you are gone. I can’t lose you completely.”
I fling myself at him, wrapping my arms around him tightly. He wraps his around me and squeezes. I know that I’m forgiven now.
“I’ll miss you.” I choke back the sob. “Please, please be safe.”
“I’ll miss you too,” he whispers. “I will, I promise. I’m a lot harder to take down than I look.” He pulls away and smirks at me.
“I know that, but…”
He holds his hand up. “I’ll be fine, Sis.”
I nod and then with a shaky smile at our mother, I vanish from the caverns, straight to my bathroom to do something that I’ve never done in all my life.
I cry.
Sometime later, I crawl out of my hiding place to find Elijah, Killian, Aleister and Drescal, sitting around my bedroom like they own the place.
I raise an eyebrow at them, hoping that they didn’t hear me crying. Oh, the shame.
None of them comment or give me looks of pity, so I lean casually in the doorway with my arms crossed.
“What is this?” I ask.
“Killian has something to say to you,” Elijah blurts out.
“Oh?” I fix my glare on the humongous Horseman of War. He doesn’t flinch, he gives me a level look back but there is a hint of something in those lovely eyes. “What is it?”
I swear if he decides this isn’t for him, I will kick his ass and that of his horse to the pits of Hell and back. I may have started out not wanting him, but after our encounter earlier, I’m a little bit obsessed with him. Especially getting him to treat me like a little slut again.
He clears his throat and moves forward, marginally. “I’m leaving,” he states and my heart drops to my feet.
“Oh?” I growl darkly, daring him to keep talking.
“It’s not what you think!” Elijah exclaims. “Fuck’s sake, Lian. Didn’t Gregory advise you on how to do this?”
I frown at him. “Gregory?”
Killian looks over at him with an eye roll. “He did, but theory is easier than practice.”
“Cut to the chase. Why are you leaving me?” I bark out, covering up my hurt. I can’t bear it. First my Dad, then Shax and now Killian. What did I do wrong here? Not to mention, I will also kick Gregory’s ass to the pits where he can stay if he was complicit in making Killian leave me.
I take in a deep breath and calm the Devil’s thoughts. Acting on rage, is what makes one look weak. I refuse to look weak when being dumped, in public no less, by a man that I’ve had sex with once.
“I’m not leaving you, per se. But I will be leaving Hell again to go on assignment back on Earth shortly.”
I try not to let the relief show on my face. “Of course,” I grit out. “How shortly?”
“There is trouble brewing of its own accord. I will be needed to push it over the edge, but I don’t know when. Roberta will give me a few hours notice.”
“So, you’re going, but you’re coming back, here to me?” I clarify, still leaning casually in the doorway even though I feel like letting loose my claws and destroying the room in my anxiety over waiting for his answer.
“Yes, of course,” he