Azazel's POV.

The sword sliced my back one last time.

Every night I invited death to come and take me to the glorifying pits of hell and every morning I was brought back to life only to die again in the starry night.

Every night I punished myself for what I did to my sister and every night I laughed as the sword cut throught my back and shredded my skin as if a cloth gliding through a smooth surface.

And every night I endured the hatred I felt for me. Hatred so scorching that can burn the whole hell.

Every night I killed myself only to be awaken again for more misery and to be felt loveless.

My story has only pain, hatred and misery. I've known only those emotions since the beginning of time and endured far more after my fall from heaven.

Though in the end, everyone's story has a happy ending but mine is going to be full of agony.

Blood pooled on the floor below me like a lake of red wine. I screamed as the slashes I just produced began sewing itself back to make the skin whole again except for 2 long scars.

Oh! How I wished they would stay there. But then again, it's a good thing that there's always new skin to slash and remind me why I'm doing this to myself.

Why I'm enduring this pain again and again.

What I did with her is no forgivable deed but she forgave me like an innocent soul she is.

But I know that I've to pay the price. And this price will go on for an eternity.

With shaking knees, I stood up and kept the sword in place. I've to clean up, she'll be here any moment.

With my powers I cleaned up the floor and removed all the traces of blood.

I shouldn't even bother with cleaning. What's the point in it when I come here every night to stain the floor. It's not like she's gonna come in the basement to look what I've been doing.

I put on a fresh white shirt and changed my appearance to the way how she remembered.

No need for her to know how hideous I looked.

But then again, my hideous look was my own doing.

The doorbell rang and I immediately ran fingers through my hair, checked myself in mirror and opened the door.

There she was.

Auburn brown long hair, short stature, big black obsidian eyes and an always smiling face.

"Bonjour beloved little sister." I said smiling at her irritated expression.

"How many times have I told you not to call me that?" She asked as she came inside and sat down on the couch.

It's been 13 years since she turned into a vampire. And still she looked the same.

13 years since she told me...

"Did you find her yet?" Elisa asked me and I shook my head.

"Brother, why don't you go out and search for her or something? It's not like she's gonna ring your doorbell and say, 'Hey there! I'm your mate, let's fall in love.'" Elisa said and I laughed out loud.

"I don't search for the things that don't exist, Elisa." I said without any emotion.

I've accepted the fact that there is no one for me but Elisa doesn't. She has this delusional notion that there is someone specifically made for me. My love of life.

Scratch that. My second love if life.

"You're going to get out of this freaking house and find her. Alec and I are going to Paris for few days, till then you better get that sorry ass out there and search her or you know what will happen." She literally yelled at me.

Picking up her handbag, she hugged me and then shut the door with a slam.

Great! I pissed her off again.

But how do I make her understand that a demon has no one to love.

That I'm on this earth only to endure the punishment.

I sighed and removed my shirt, throwing it in rage.

Even if there is someone out there waiting for me, I can never love her back.

I've fallen in love. I've broken in love.

Now I don't have the heart to fall in love again.

My heart loved only one and she's in love with other.

And she'll be the only one I'll ever love.

But what Elisa said was true. No one is going to ring my doorbell and declare herself as my mate. Because there is no one for me.

Just as I was about to go upstairs, there was a loud banging on my door.

Aurora's POV.

The deed was done.

What they wanted to do to me was done.

Everything was over.

Now I just want peace.

But I'll get that only after I go out of the place I once loved with all my heart.

Lightning struck as the doors opened on their own accord.

I ran outside as fast as possible in the rain that seemed intent on making me pure again.

Oh but! ... You can't remove a stain if it is lodged this deep in your heart.

I ran as fast as my bare feet could endure the sharp rocks and mud along the way.

Blood flowed down my body from the places they slashed knife through me to keep me quiet.

But I did scream.

I screamed not caring for my life because death was far better than what I went through.

But those bastards didn't even let me die. No, of course not!

You don't wanna rape a corpse, do you?

They all took their turns. No one, not even a single soul of them showed me mercy. All they saw was sex toy in front of them.

The place that was always so quiet, heard the loudest screams this night.

This is it!

I cannot forget something like this. I can never move on from something like this.

Everything was so perfect! Perfect for any girl like me.

I had a good job.

I had loving parents.

And oh! My love of life.

Ryan, I'm so so sorry. I hope you'll understand why I'm doing this.

I reached the old bridge no one used any longer.

I climbed up on the edge of it and looked down at the deep water.

Goodbye life.

I just learned that things don't always fix up how much ever you want them to. It's like you glue it together again and again yet it still keeps breaking apart. Same was with me.

They broke my soul again and again and again that no matter how much glue I use, my soul will forever stay broken.

And that's why I'm giving up.

(A/N: Never ever in your life give up okay! This is just a novel. Think about what will happen to your loved ones if any time this thought comes in your mind. NEVER GIVE UP ON LIFE.)

I've decided to say goodbye to life and literally meet the hell.

The wind howled, making my hair to go crazy.

I love you mom and dad.

I'm so sorry Ryan, I love you more than anything.

I hate you life!

And thus my story comes to an end.

With that thought I jumped from the bridge,  not even feeling the rain drops pelting down. It felt as if I was.... Flying freed.
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