Chapter 39
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With a snap of his fingers, she noticed she was standing on top of a cliff, rocks falling from mountains beside her and fire everywhere. The heat blurred her vison and fear like she had never felt before came over her, Mary tried but she could not hold the scream that tore from her mouth. Night Cross grinned "why are you screaming, I thought you wanted to give your life in exchange, I am just giving you what you want".
As she fell down the cliff, she screamed muttering all sorts of apologies "wait Night Cross, wait". He stopped her mid air,
"what was that you said?" he mocked, "I'll never complain again or try anything stupid, I'll do what you asked me, I'll give you souls".
Nightcross watched her break, with an uninterested look he said "well I am no longer interested in that deal, I want your soul now". With that he let her keep falling and then she screamed again
"Ill give you more souls". Stopping her fall he adjusted his coat. Smiling at her he said
"now that deal I like, how many more souls are you offering". Shaking with tears streaming down her face she stammered,
"two more, added to the seven". Raising his brows, he shook his head " too little, not interested". Mary shouted at the top of her lungs
"Ten souls, ill give you ten more souls!". Nightcross grinned and said "hmm, interesting, so what happens if you break this deal",
"eternal damnation," she sputtered through tears. Night cross gazed upon her, taking satisfaction in her haggard look, her hair scattered, her nose running and her face red.
"well we need to seal the deal, and not in words Mary, in blood".
Before she could utter a word, an invisible force pulled her towards a table with a contract and she felt a cut on her thumb and her hands of their own accord pressed against the paper.
"Now we do have an agreement" Night cross said with a wide smile on his face.
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Cleaning Philip's face with a towel, she felt a pang of guilt as she watched him look so helpless. She admonished herself, she had come too far to be guilty now, she had a plan in mind one she must stick to. His temperature was still high, but his fever would break soon. She noticed him try to talk, and his words came out slowly,
"I can't stop thinking about you Mary, I try so hard but I can't". She heard him mumble words she could not understand too and her heart broke, she noticed when he grabbed her hands and pulled her to him, she knew when he brought his lips to hers and although she could stop him, she wanted it more than anything and she allowed it to happen. Pulling her head up, she wiped his forehead with the towel, he fell back into his sleep. She knew he would not remember what happened when he awakened so it did not matter. Covering him with a blanket she looked him through one last time before closing the door and leaving.
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Every newspaper carried it, every vlog and blog had pictures. Ben was devoted to his dying fiancé to the world. During the press statement, he cried, looked like he had not slept in years and of course the crowd believed him. He talked about how much he loved Mary, how he could not imagine his life without her. In his mind, Ben was impressed with how easily people were deceived. His speech was flawless and everyone ate it up. After talking about how he never saw the accident coming, he announced to the crowed that he was going to proceed with the marriage. Cameras flashed and journalist all wanted to get a clip of the announcement.
Mary fought with the constant darkness and opened her eyes to the lady in white and the smell of antiseptic. It was obviously nurse. The woman smiled at her and spike gently to her "Your getting married soon Miss Bernard and you would make a beautiful bride". Panic clawed at her chest, who was she getting married to, was it what she thought. Her brain fought desperately to understand the news she was hearing.
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Martha watched the field as she stroked the mane of the horse she rode with. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Philip and how he had been ignoring her since awakened. She was not surprised; men were all the same. She heard the sound of hooves and looked up to see Philip riding towards the mansion, she mounted her horse, she wanted answers, and she was not going to be ignored, not in this life no matter what body she took. Riding towards him, her bravery faltered, she wondered what she was going to say to him but it was to late to turn back, he had seen her already.
"Hello Philip" she said as she approached him. "I am glad to see you look better". Philip looked at the woman staring at him and wondered what to say. The kiss they shared burned in his brain but he wondered why she did it, out of pity or did she want it.
"Thank you, Mary, and thank you for caring for me". She looked at him and felt like asking if he remembered anything that happened that night but changed her mind, his eyes told her the truth but she would not speak of it. Best to let sleeping dogs lie.
