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(War Of Hearts)
CHAPTER 69🌾70
By,Ella N.
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Tempest chuckled out, kissing her lips shortly.
Though he knew Emma was just trying to
change the topic, and it seemed like she had
actually forgotten that he could also read minds
just like herself.
“So what did the Masters say about me, huh?”
Tempest’s suddenly asked and Emma’s heart
jumped out of its rip cage.
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•√•√•THE HELL!! √•√•
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She momentarily held her breath on hearing
that.
D.a.m.nit! How the hell did she get herself lost in
thoughts that she suddenly forgot that Tempest
can read minds too?
Sh|t! She didn’t plan this at all, at least now yet…
not that moment! She wasn’t prepared to see
that devastated look on his face when she
finally told him what the problem was. She was
still going to tell him anyway, but she didn’t plan
it today.
But now that he has asked, she had no choice
than to tell him everything. Besides, keeping it
away from him wasn’t going to change
anything after all.
Emma shut her eyes and took a deep breath,
while Tempest stared at her calmly.
Opening her eyes, Emma held Tempest’s hand
tenderly into hers, her gaze on him, as if not
wanting him to know because it would only
break him and that was the face Emma didn’t
want to see.
“Tempest….” Emma trailed off as she took
another deep breath, squeezing Tempest’s hand
gently.
“I was crying yesterday because….I overheard
the Master’s conversation. They said I’m….”
Emma paused again as she found it so difficult
to let the word out.
Seeing that scared and tensed look on her face,
Tempest already knew wh@tëver she was about
to say had to do with him, and it definitely
wasn’t something good.
“Emma, what did they say? Just tell me, okay?
No matter what it is, just tell me…please”
Tempest told her and was now the one rubbing
her hand gently.
“I am destined to kìll you, Temp. They said your
are thier (Belphegor and your mom’s) only
weakness. The Masters said it’s the only way to
end them completely” Emma let out the words
that she had been finding difficult to utter out,
so freely.
Tempest’s grip on her hand instantly loosened
on hearing what she said.
“Erm….Emma, you’re….kidding, right?” He asked
even though he knew very well that Emma
wasn’t kidding.
His body became weak for a moment and he
just couldn’t feel any part of it.
No, Emma had got to be kidding him! Just when
he thought that everything was going well
already, and this?
Him? Destined to be kìlled by his Emma? Same
one he’s in love? The very Emma that confessed
her feelings to him minutes ago? That same
Emma that woke him up and surprised the hell
out of him?
No! Why him? Why the hell does it have to be
him? To think he had been frustrated enough
because of his mom. He changed his identity
because of her, he did things with the fear of
being rejected because of his mom and now
this?
What the hell was all that? Sh|t!
Emma returned her gaze to him, only to meet
that face she never wanted to see, not then, not
ever!
“You are….”
“No, please don’t say it. Please!” Emma quickly
shut him up with a kiss as she hugged him
tight.
“I love you, Tempest’s and I’m never going to do
it. Not in this life and not even in the next one, I
can’t do it…no!” Emma began to sob lowly as
she buried her face in his shoulders, feeling
frustrated and very bãd for him.
Tempest who needed the consolation was now
the one consoling her as he wrapped his hands
tenderly around her, rubbing her back
soothingly.
“Stop crying, Emma, okay? Please stop” He told
her softly.
So, that was the reason she was crying so
bitterly last night. She was that torn to the point
of what happened yesterday, from the thunder,
lightning, rain and everything.
He couldn’t believe that she was crying that
much because of him.
“I can’t do it…I just can’t” She said, not taking her
face off his shoulder.
Tempest took a deep breath with his eyes shut
and was totally lost for words.
He remained still like that for a while, both of
them, without saying anything until Tempest
finally spoke.
“Isn’t there another way?” He suddenly spoke,
but still had Emma’s head on his shoulder.
Even though he already heard what Emma said
about it being the only way to end them
completely, he still found himself asking if there
wasn’t another way.
He just couldn’t believe that his mom wasn’t
just making his life miserable, but that she was
also going to be the end of him.
What did he ever do to deserve all the
frustrations?
Was it bad that he chose to be good and not evil
like his mom? Because what else could he think
of if not to think that way.
Reading his thoughts like that, made Emma feel
more bad than she already was.
Since she found out about his real identity,
things weren’t the same anymore. She had
watched and seen how frustrated and worried
he became since that day.
She has seen how hard it was for him to tell
everyone that he was the son of one of their
drèaded and greatest enemies.
However, while Tempest was still lost in his
thoughts, another thought suddenly popped in.
That very one… same one that said he was
Belphegor and his mom’s weakness.
That single thing struck something very hard on
his chest. How the h.e.l.l is he Belphegor’s
weakness?
After some minutes, Tempest saw that she had
stopped sobbing and was now calm. He gently
raised her head off his shoulder to stare at her
face.
“Uhm, Emma….” He trailed off as if not wanting
to ask wh@tëver he wanted to ask.
His heart was d.a.m.n heavy that he didn’t feel
like uttering any more words at that moment,
because he felt like he was going to hùrt
himself more if he spoke.
Emma slowly raised her head off his shoulder
when she heard him call her name.She had
returned her face back there on his shoulder like
it was her pillow or something.
Tempest took his hand to her face and cleaned
her tears first.
Sh|t! Staring at her sad face broke him even
more than what his fate was. He could feel his
heart squeezing in more pain.
“Erm…I quite understand the fact that I am my
mom’s weakness. But Belphegor….what has his
weakness got to do with me?” Tempest spoke
as camly as ever and Emma’s eyes twitched on
hearing that question.
F.u.c.k! She hadn’t even given a thought on that
statement!
She had been so engrossed with the way things
turned out to be that she didn’t remember to
reason out why Tempest was also Belphegor’s
weakness.
Yes, that was a good question! What has
Belphegor’s weakness got to do with him?
Right then, she couldn’t decipher anything at all,
but could only think of one person she could go
to.
•√•√•√THE DEMON’S DARK CASTLE√•√•√•
Belphegor could be seen around his enviroment,
pacing about restlessly as he found himself
deep in thoughts, so deep that one could stand
before him right in his front, but he wouldn’t
notice that person.
Yesterday, he was extremely happy that Themis
finally remembered who she was that he didn’t
even have to work hard to make her remember.
But well, he already knew she remembered
everything, but why was she yet to come to
him?
Why was she still keeping herself away if she
did remember everything, which he was 100%
sure that she did.
She was supposed to come find him. She was
supposed to come run into his embrace after
remembering that they were once lovers.
He went to Bujan and stayed there, waiting for
her to come like she had actually informed him
that she was coming.
What was wrong?
Was it that she did not remember him?
Was it that she did not remember anything
about them?
Well, it seemed he had already forgotten that he
and Themis, though they still had a little bit of
that spark when they saw each other again, but
nothing between them happened again.
Yes, they somehow still had little feelings for
each other, but because they had become
totally different beings, things just weren’t the
same anymore.
•√•√•IMMORTALS HIGH✿ฺ´`✿ฺLATER IN THE
DAYååå
The moment Alcause walked into the room, he
saw Tempest lying on his bed like he had
nothing to do or worry about.
Alcaeus cleared his throat and walked in fully
before speaking.
“Well, someone is avoiding and running away
from me now”
“You are the one who is màd at me” Tempest
shot immediately.
“So? Does that mean you should start avoiding
me? You just disappeared since morning to
heaven knows where” Alcaeus shot back.
“I needed some peace and quiet, so I went to….
“Oh, so I now cause trouble that give you no
peace”
“Stop being a girl, would you? F.u.ck, dude! Did I
say my reason for leaving the room was
because you were causing or not giving me any
peace?” Tempest yelled out of frustration and
shut his eyes tight, almost cùrsing himself for
getting angry at him that quick.
Alcaeus stared at him for seconds before letting
out a sigh.
“Emma was looking for you, easily angered
firehead” Alcaeus mocked, even though he knew
Tempest was already angry. He hissed at him
with an eye roll, before sitting down.
“I’ve seen her already and….” Tempest trailed off
with a half smile, and that got Alcaeus
interested. So he immediately moved close to
him.
“And….?”
“And well…she told me about her feelings too. It
turned out, she felt the same way, but wasn’t
just….
“What the f.u.c.k! Are you kidding? You mean
Emma…. Our goddess…” Alcaeus trailed as he
couldn’t believe what Tempest just said.
“Well…” Tempest smiled, but behind the was a
hùrt and an unhappy heart.
•√•√•√
“What’s up with Avalon, why is she walking so
fast like someone is after her?” Astrid wondered
as she saw Avalon walking away so fast,
looking like one who was upset or something.
She had actually been looking for her, but only
to find her looking like that.
Astrid rushed to her as quickly as she could with
short fast steps.
“Avalon, wait! What’s up with you?” Astrid called
out, still going after her that way.
When she finally caught up with Avalon, Astrid
was welcomed with a cold face that made her
shudder a little.
“Avalon….? What….
“Leave me alone if you still love your darn life,
else I’ll freeze you to deåth!” Was what Avalon
uttered out angrily, leaving Astrid in total shock.
What the hell was that?
What was it with the sudden coldness and
aggressiveness?
For a while now, Astrid had completely
forgotten that harsh and aggressive side of
Avalon that she was so shocked at her sudden
outbùrst.
What happened?
Why was she that mad to the point of
thrèatning her life?
“Avalon?” Astrid was stubborn despite Avalon
threatening her.
She really wanted to know what was up with her
sudden rage and harshness.
Wait! Could she have found out?
Did she hear them talking about it? Or she
probably saw them. Oh no!
•√•√•GODMOTHER DIMITRA’S SAFE
HAVENååå
The moment Emma got to godmother Dimitra’s
home, she immediately ran to hug her, and
Dimitra couldn’t help but to smile heartily.
How happy and good Emma felt to finally know
why she was so eager and so impatient to meet
godmother Dimitra back when Bluey told her
another Dimitra.
She understood everything yesterday and
needed no one to explain anything to her again.
After the long hug that felt like forever, Emma
pulled out of godmother Dimitra’s embrace, and
smiled happily at her. Though she wasn’t really
happy, but she definitely was happy to see
godmother.
However, godmother could tell the sadness that
clouded Emma’s heart, and aside coming to see
her after realizing everything, godmother also
knew there was another reason she came to see
her.
She had been waiting for her already, and was
just too happy to see her.
“Come sit, my love” Godmother urged her to, and
Emma didn’t hesitate to settle her a.s.s down.
Immediately she sat down, Pancy the raccoon
ran into her arms and snuggled up, feeling
warm and cozy already.
Emma giggled and ran her fingers over its skin
soothingly.
“Thank you, I love it!” She heard the raccoon say,
appreciatingly.
“Aww” Emma giggled even more, rubbing it fur
while godmother only watched them with
smiles.
After having a little chitchat time with Pancy
which godmother sat patiently, watching and
waiting for Emma who after a while, she finally
averted her attention to godmother.
“How is Bluey doing?” Godmother nonchantly
asked as she blindly stared at nothing in
particular, though she could see Emma and
everything else with her spiritual eyes.
“Bluey is doing just great, godmother” Emma
simply replied, patting the raccoon.
“I know” Dimitra replied with a little smirk that
suddenly appeared on her lips.
“Okay. Then why did you ask since you already
knew?”
“Mn…” Was all that godmother replied, smiling.
However, she was glad that Bluey was finally
enjoying that happiness she had longed for
almost all her life. That freedom she had
always wished to have.
All in all, she was happy for the girl.
That’s by the way.
Emma and godmother Dimitra talked for
heavens knew how long.
“Now you understand the impossible love I told
you the first day you came here, don’t you?”
Godmother asked, but Emma didn’t reply.
She just couldn’t.
How was she even supposed to agree to that?
Hell no!
There was no way she was going to kìll
Tempest. How was she even going to start?
The hell?!
Just the thought of it alone gave Emma the
coldest chills ever, and godmother stared at her
meekly without anymore word.
“So….” Emma paused for a moment and took a
deep breath first to calm her head down,
because she felt like the head was going to
explode.
“How is Tempest Belphegor’s weakness? What
has his weakness got to do with him?” Emma
was as calm as she could be.
“He has Belphegor’s blood running in him”
Godmother answered straight up without even
smiling or acting like it.
“What?! What do you mean by that?” Emma’s
narrowed her gaze in both shock and confusion.
“What your thought is is exactly what I mean,
Themis” Godmother replied yet again with that
serious look.
“What the hell?!….
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