The clothes I had changed into after my bath back at the mansion couldn't fight off the chilly tunnel wasn't just from itself. The jeans and t-shirt unable to help as my body felt flushed and drained as I stared at nothing wide eyed and shocked. The blue eyed person carried me with ease, no hesitation and no falters.
"Why....?" My voice was off pitch and shaking, as if I was having my own personal earthquake.
"To be honest, I am not to sure why Lucifer wants you. Unless that was a nasty trick from Belial. Or maybe from Samael himself. That's what I am hoping to find out." The tunnel started to get brighter. The soft light made the black shadowy walls look like a deep gray. The gloomy atmosphere reflecting my own storm inside.
"Where are we going...?"
"Oh, now you ask that, eh?" I grimaced and looked down the tunnel. "...We are going to my place. Well, technically just a cave I enchanted to hide my home inside...But mine regardless." He smiled at me slightly, his canines only a little longer than the average human. I looked back towards the end, heat radiating and glowing around the doorway. "We are almost there...Can you walk?"
"I think so...yeah.." The man put me down, catching me when I started to sway. I gave him an apologetically glance as I started to limp towards the door, his presence being just behind me.
"Just walk right through.."
I couldn't help but hesitate, the light glowing softly and momentarily blinding me if I stared to long at it. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes, I stepped into the glowing light.
I couldn't feel anything, when I opened my eyes, I saw nothing, I heard nothing. But then a soft wave hit me, flushing me into a new portal, my scream being swallowed by the blackness. I suddenly felt heat, and a flickering orange light staring at me as I was washed towards its flames. I cried out, waiting for the sudden lick of fire that I had approached.
I stumbled, falling to the ground, the wood floors glaring up at me as I panted. I twisted and looked back at the fireplace, its flames flashing green as the man stepped through. He looked down, giving me a confused look as he watched me sit up from being on my hands and knees. I glared at him and tried to stand. "Why didn't you warn me!?"
He looked at me surprised, "How are you not used to it? That is how Samael brought you here."
"I was unconscious you asshole!!" My knees wobbled slightly as I stood facing him, my body quivering with shock and anger.
He raised his hands in surrender, "I was unaware of that. I am sorry."
I felt exhausted and cold. My mind growing dizzy as my leg trembled. It hurt. It hurt so much...
He moved closer curiously, "Kasey? Are you okay?" His hand grabbed my shoulder softly.
Out of spite, I shrugged his hand off and took a weak step away. A searing pain digging into my leg as I teared up in pain. "Don't....touch.....me..." My leg suddenly gave out and I collapsed, yelping as I hit the floor.
"Kasey!!" He crouched beside me, his hand suddenly resting on my thigh, I cried out. "Kasey...this..." He pulled his hand back, looking at the crimson drops of my life. He looked at me concerned. "This need immediate medical care..Can I see it?"
"N..No! Don't touch me!" I yelled, trying to scramble back with the little strength I had left.
"Kasey, if we don't treat this now you could die! Your losing a lot of blood, it wasn't this bad when we were in the tunnel.." He stood back up and went to the island in his kitchen, the counter tops a soft gray with white drawers and cabinets. He swept his arm across the table, quickly shoving everything thing off.
"What...are you....doing...?" I hissed.
"Saving your stubborn ass!" He darted into a door I hadn't noticed, coming out with towels and a med kit.
The lurking shadows were starting the shiver and reach for me, my body growing colder and colder; I stared up at the ceiling, the floor seamlessly drinking my life away. Each drop of blood slipping away, right through my fingers. A numbing cold swept over me as I stared at nothing.Tingles jumping around as the wound refused to stop. And then, I was only numb. I was all numb. . I felt betrayed. My body was betraying me. It's the very thing that keeps me alive, yet here it is, killing me. Of course...We don't really control anything do we? Our eyes that we look through to see, trick us our whole lives. Our heart can suddenly give up on us, as if we were to difficult for it to handle. Our lungs could collapse, our minds forget to wake us up; and the emotions that can roar and threaten ourselves and those around us. We control nothing. We can all be betrayed by others, and most importantly, ourselves.
I scoffed softly as my head started to lull, I looked over to the furnace. The fire was soft and gentle, images of my mom running into my mind as the tendrils of heat danced like gypsies. Thoughts and memories that flooded my head as if it were a bucket under a spout. Memories of my dad twirling us as we hugged. All the times I had slowly grown, all the lit candles illuminating my smile, my family. Nineteen years. Not all bad, but not all good. The image of the black umbrella hanging over my head as rain hissed on the grass, the stone resting in front of me. I could almost feel it. The drops of water that touched my body as I lowered the umbrella. The grass and dirt scraping my knees as I dropped. The taste of salty tears as I let all my memories drown me. Sorrow, such deep and painful sorrow. It happened so fast, so quickly that my mind couldn't process it. The smell of gas hitting me as I looked around. But then came the flames. I had enough time to help. So why didn't I? Why didn't I help him?
Why am I so weak?