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Queen

My ears were flooded with chatter as I stared into the darkness. I could feel the comfortable bed underneath me and I moaned into the cool sheets. At that moment...everything became completely silent until a small snicker made my eyes snap open. With blurry vision, I made out legs standing at my bedside and when my boom became clear, I could see Cain holding a hand over his mouth trying to stifle a laugh.

"Is the bed that comfortable?" He chuckled.

I groaned, pushing myself up on the bed with heavy arms. I felt like a fucking log. "What are you doing here, Cain?"

"Well, we were worried about you," he said.

"We?" I asked.

Suddenly, my skin tingled with the feel of several pairs of eyes on me and I spun around on the bed, eyes widened. I could see Iris standing beside Cain with a bouquet, Xoe standing next to her in a baby blue knit sweater, and puffy red eyes. It looked like she hadn't slept in days. She gave me a small smile and my eyes moved to her shoulders where I saw Abel's arm and raised a single brow. At my noticing, she moved his arm away and crossed her arms.

Subtle.

I looked straight at the foot of my bed and saw my father looking down at me. His hands were tucked into the pants of his slacks and his sleeves were rolled up, his hair a mess from the obviously many times he ran his hands through it.

What could he have possibly been stressed about?

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because I'm angry," he said. "What were you thinking—" He stopped himself from continuing with a glance around the room and I raised a brow.

"You're angry?" I asked, crossing my arms. "I should be the one mad at you."

"What for?"

"Lilith," I said simply, careful not to say much in front of Xoe. As I became more aware of her presence, I scanned my surroundings. I was back in my bedroom...in New York. Not in Hell with Saint and...

Syn.

Visions of what happened in the bathroom flashed through my mind and I winced in pain. My hand reached to my side where I vividly remembered being stabbed and I stared into space as I felt nothing. It was like I could easily remember the pain I felt at his betrayal, but not anything else. The physical wound was long gone, but the emotional one would take a little while longer to heal.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"He's not here," Iris spoke up, giving me a sad smile.

"Then where is he?"

"Who is he?" Xoe spoke up, curiously glancing around the room. "Sorry, I'm a bit out of the loop. I just heard that you were hurt..." She sniffled.

I placed a smile on my face, not wanting to worry her already more than we have, and opened my arms. "I'm okay, I promise."

She walked toward me. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. Give me a hug, girl."

She smiled and wrapped her arms over my shoulder for a hug, carefully not to touch the place where my supposed wound should've been. When she pulled away, she looked down at me with slight worry creasing her features. She tucked her curly dark hair behind her ear before crossing her arms and tilting her head.

"So what happened?" She asked. "Did you get robbed? Do I need to kick someone's ass?"

"Umm." I swallowed. "I don't- uh, I don't really remember."

"Should we go to the police?"

"No," I said quickly, shaking my head. "I'm sure it was just an accident. If I remember I'll let you know and we can go to the police together. There's no point in going when I can't offer them any information, it's a waste of time."

"Hmm." She clicked her tongue. "Okay, I guess...just let me know."

"I will," I promised.

She squeezed my hand and smiled before her phone rang in her pocket. "Sorry," she whispered, pulling out her phone. "I need to take this."

"Okay."

She excused herself before scurrying to the door and when she closed it behind her, a switch flipped in the room. The secretive atmosphere disappeared and my father's tense shoulders dropped and he let out a frustrated breath.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

"Tell you what?"

"About Syn."

"What about...Syn?" I questioned cautiously. "Actually, speaking of Syn," I stood up from the bed and adjusted the large shirt on my body. "I need to see him."

"You think we're going to let you see him right now?" Cain asked bitterly, making Iris elbow him in his side.

"Stop," she said softly, glancing up at him. She looked back at me and took a step forward. "Queen, he's going through a lot right now and he's not exactly a great guy to be around right now...as you've seen."

I looked around the room at everyone and they all seemed to be in agreement with her. It became evidently clear that this talk about this before I woke up, and it pissed me off. I didn't see how they could tell me that he was going through a lot. I knew exactly what he was going through. They were the ones kept in the dark.

"Okay." I took a deep breath. "Respectfully, what Syn and I are going through is none of you guys' business—"

"It is our business," Abel spoke up. "He told us."

I froze. "Told you what?"

"Everything."

"Everything..." I said slowly.

"We know about the drugs, Queen. We know everything. He told us," Cain said.

"Oh," I said softly, sitting back onto the bed defeated.

"Why didn't you say something?" My dad asked me once again.

"Calm down," I replied. "I only found out a couple of days ago."

"Still," he said.

"I don't know, dad. Why haven't you told me you didn't kill Lilith? Shouldn't that have been something you tell the daughter whose life she basically ruined?"

"It's not the same..."

"How not? I'm going to stay by the side of my fucking husband that's suffering from a drug addiction, and you're going to stay with your mentally ill wife who likes to stalk her children and plot to ruin their lives."

He clicked his tongue, scoffing as he looked up at the ceiling. "It's more complicated than that."

"How the fuck is it more complicated?!"

He looked back at me with a serious expression on his face. "Watch your tone, Queen. I am still your father."

"Being my dad for the past two and a half years doesn't automatically give you grounds to start dictating what I do."

"Give us the room," he said, walking toward the door and holding it open for everyone.

"You guys don't have to leave," I said, crossing my arms.

"Now!"

"Yup, I'm out," Abel said.

"You're on your own, little sister," Cain winked at me, obviously enjoying my getting in trouble with our father. Iris followed behind him, giving me an apologetic smile and I sighed. When they all walked out of the room, he closed the door and walked toward the table. He grabbed a chair, pulled it up to my bedside, and took a seat.

He sighed. "I know you're angry at your mother...I am too. I hate her for the Hell she put you through and I will get rid of her, I swear. I'm just not quite ready..." he said, his words lingering in the air. "But I will, for you guys, alright? She is my first love...but you, Syn, Cain, Abel, Iris...and whatever children or spouses you may have will be my last. I just need a bit of time."

My heart softened at his words and a part of me felt guilty for being so angry with him. I had forgotten the history he and Lilith had. It couldn't be easy to kill the woman who you dedicated your life to loving. I understood it, but I wouldn't understand it forever. If a little bit of time was what he needed, I could give him that. I wanted my father to be happy, but it just couldn't be with her.

"Okay." I nodded.

"Okay..." he replied.

"Dad." I cleared my throat. "You said Syn."

"What do you mean?"

"In your whole...last loves thing. You said all of us, and you included Syn."

He nodded. "I did."

"So if you love him...and you know that I'm in love with him, why are you stopping me from going to him?"

"Because he asked me to," he said. "Why do you think you're back on Earth in the first place?"

"Syn asked you to bring me here?"

"He hurt you, sweetheart, whether you realize it or not. It may have been an accident but it still—"

"An accident?" What do you mean by an accident?" The word accident made me pause as I remembered the look in Syn's eyes. His actions were very intentional. He even spoke to me while doing it. I'd forgive him considering what he was going through, but it'd take me a while to get over.

"Well from what I gather from Xavier, he was experiencing hallucinations. He had no idea you were even there with him," he said.

"T-then who did he think I was?"

"His brother."

"You killed my daughter!"

I thought back to the painful words I thought he had directed toward me and sucked in a sharp breath. He was blaming Felix, not me. I felt a weight lift itself off of my chest and I let out a long breath. I almost let myself get angry at myself for thinking he thought that about me, but I calmed down. There was no way I could've known. What was important was that I knew now.

"Take me to him," I said. My father raised an annoyed brow and I crossed my arms, giving him a shrug. "I don't care about what he asked you to do, dad. Just ignore him."

"You'd like me to ignore the King of Hell's wishes?"

"Would you rather ignore the Queen's?" I raised a brow.

"Hmm," he hummed. "Well, you heard her. Come in."

I looked at him in confusion for a moment before the door to my bedroom slowly opened. My head snapped towards it and my heart skipped multiple beats as my eyes landed on Syn. His eyes were bloodshot, dark circles around them as he took a step inside and the world around me disappeared as he came into focus.

He looked like a wreck. A beautiful fucking wreck, but still a mess. I stood up from the bed hesitantly, not knowing whether to jump into his arms or approach him carefully. However, as soon as my feet hit the floor they decided for me as I threw myself into his arms. He wrapped his arms around me tightly, burying his face into my hair as I breathed in the scent of his chest.

He smelled good as always, but he looked like he hadn't slept in days.

"I'm so sorry," I heard him whisper as his body trembled against mine. I didn't reply, I just hugged him tighter and hoped that he'd understand that I had already forgiven him.

I didn't know how long we stayed in our embrace, but my father clearing his throat made Syn slowly pull away. "Well, this is my cue to go..." he said, walking towards us to head to the door.

"Thank you, dad," I said sincerely.

He gave me a small smile and kissed the top of my head before looking at Syn and giving him a stern stare. "I know it was an accident," he said. "But this is the second time my daughter has been hurt by your hand. I'm afraid if there is a third time I won't be so understanding."

Syn nodded slowly. "There won't be a third—"

"I will kill you."

"Okay."

My father shot me another small smile before exiting the room and leaving Syn and me alone. "Queen," he started. "I'm—"

"My dad explained," I said. "I know."

He nodded, his thumb gently caressing my cheek. "I haven't been able to sleep," he said. "When I close my eyes I just...I can't keep hurting you like this."

I frowned at his words, my heart starting to drop as a feeling of deja vu came over me. "Are you trying to get me to leave you again?"

"No." He smiled. "I've come to terms with the fact that us being apart does nothing but hurt the both of us. That's why I'm here right now. After everything happened I was so sure that I needed to leave— that me being gone and getting better without you would be the best thing for you, but I couldn't stomach the thought of you waking up and realizing what I'd done.

"I'm tired of being a coward, Princess. No matter how hard this is, I don't want to spend another night without you. Tell me what it'll take for you to stay and I'll do it. If you need me to bare my soul to you, I will. Every single secret of mine, every memory, you can have it...

"I just need you here."

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Author's Notes
Omggggg😭

Is anyone else kind of nervous?👀 Let me see a "you're writing this" comment and ima hit y'all. Idk what's gonna happen😂 I just write. Idk if you all should be comforted by that...or scared🙃 it's kind of cool tho, no?

What do you think Queen will say to Syn?
Do y'all rlly think he's about to change or does he just want her back...

Lmk your thoughts✨

P.S. my schedule is completely ever-changing so it's kind of hard to set a strict upload date, but I'm trying my best😓. For the next couple of weeks, I will be uploading every couple of days or so. I find that a lot easier than once a week upload. I hope that's okay.

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