Mass release: 23/25
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"Did someone do something to you?" I forced him to let my wrists go, and I held his face, making him look at me. "You are scaring me, babe, so, you better tell me. What happened to you?" His eyes tried to wave from mine, but I followed them. "Please, tell me what happened!" I asked, feeling agony take over, his anxiety passing through me.
He hugged my waist, pressing my chest against his, "Mia,"
"Please, tell me. I was honest with you, it's your turn."
Seeing him look in pain made me want to take it away from him, "When you left me, I tried to go after you. Markus was unable to let me, because then he would have been held responsible for me going to hell, and possibly be killed. So when he didn't let me go in, even after I begged him, I had to go to the only people who would be able to open a portal in hell for me. I thought that... that if I begged enough, you would comeback with me."
"Davon," I muttered, having a terrible feeling about it.
"I went to my parents," he clenched his jaw. "I never liked them, but I stayed in line because if I didn't, they would throw that on my baby brother, and he was too young back then, he wasn't even a thousand years old. But I couldn't stay without you, so, I... swallowed my pride and begged them, I begged them to open a portal to hell because I had to go in. They said they would only think about that if they learned why I wanted that, but their spies had already told them that I was getting involved with a she-demon, so they just wanted to confirm what they already suspected. I... I thought they would understand, because they are mates, so I told them you were my mate, and they... didn't understand it."
"What did they do to you, Davon?" I hissed, trying to take his shirt off, but he grabbed my wrists again, shaking.
"Please, please, wait," he huffed and I clenched my jaws, halting. "I didn't know they hated demons so much, I didn't knew this would happen, or I wouldn't have asked them... I... they knocked me out and tortured me for five centuries then."
My heart was shredded, "They did WHAT?" I yelled.
"But wasn't just me," he clenched his jaw. "They tortured my brother too. We were all friends back then, us and the other heirs, but when my dad told the others that I had been involved with a demon, the others took that personally, and tortured their children, not to get involved with demons, scared they would do the same. All of them. Because they all loathed demons in a way none of us knew. Then the merge of our families became known to everyone and the little link we had was shattered, our parents put us against one another, and it became more ruthless, because then they began to force the others to hate us, through torture. They tortured them and then told them they were doing it so they wouldn't do what I did, and that worsened everything."
I felt... guilty, "The usurpers? The eight families?"
A nod, "Yes, now I know that it's because your father mated a demon, and they blamed everything on her. I... I'm sorry."
"You got tortured because of me, what are you sorry for?" I cried.
"No... no, no, no, it was not because of you. It's because I asked them to,"
"Open a portal to hell to come to me," I feel sick. "How could they torture you this? How could the others torture their children because of something they never even fucking did? Because of... me and you? I... I'm sorry, if I... if I... I..."
"It's not your fault, mia."
"It is my fault," I cursed. "Show me. Show it to me."
"Mia,"
"Show me, Davon, fucking Tartarus. Fucking show me!" I yelled desperately.
Jaw clenched, he stood on his knees and took the shirt off, then, he turned around, slowly, and when I saw all the torture scars in his wide back, I felt like puking, everything burned horribly inside me. Tears left my eyes and I covered my mouth with my hand.
"I'm sorry," I broke. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm,"
"Don't say that, mia, please," he turned around, grabbing me and bringing me into his arms again, "it's not your fault, you can't apologize for being my mate, you can't apologize for being part demon, you can't, it's not fair, not when it's out of our control. Not when they were never good before, they were never good parents, mia. Not to me, not to Isaac, and neither were the others. We are all fucked. They call your father the Tyrant King, but they are the tyrants. They may play the good girls in front of everyone else, but we know how they really are, they are horrible, and they were terrible parents. I know mine were. The difference is that this time when they tortured me, they didn't let me heal."
"They... they did this before me? Why?" I cried horrified.
"Enjoyment," he swallowed hard, "pleasure."
"Not even demons do that," I groaned. "Okay, maybe my grand parents, but fuck, they were demons, it's more understandable. What the hell is wrong with those sons of bitches? Why didn't you all get together to kill them?"
"We are not strong enough," he cursed. "And,"
"And what?" I gasped.
"They have some kind of amulet that avoid any of us from hurting them, something that makes so no one blood-related to them can hurt them. Von Hyden, Wintermere, Amblecrown, Hindergrass, Ravenhorn, Whitfield, Natheridge, and the Blackstrand. We can't even fight back," he whispered.
"I am not related to them," I hissed. "I can't believe they hurt you," I held his face with my hands, "I was already going to kill them, but now? Now I'll wipe this land with their fucking corpses. For my parents, for all my people, for you, and for the others that you care about. I'll kill them all."
["We are not strong enough, starlight!"]