Into The Devil’s Heart

“I guess this is where it ends,” Wendigo said, staring at Black Gun.

Black Gun nods, “My business will better get an expansion now that he is gone” He turns, facing Wendigo with his back.

“Have fun” He said and left.

Wendigo stood there silently staring at the night sky, who would have thought fighting Cannon would be this easy with Aurelia’s help? He’s been thinking about how she plans on killing him, wondering if she can but then the great witch proves her worth.

“Finally!” He exclaims with a victorious smile, there is no joy in knowing he’s gotten what he needs.

Audrey is right where he’s always wanted her to be, as well as the position of being the supreme mafia lord.

With a smile plastered on his lips, he walks into the building.

“How is she?” He demands, hands buried into his pants.

“She’s inside, still crying” the guy in black responded.

Wendigo nods, “You can leave” he enters the room and closes the door behind him.

Audrey was sitting on the bed sobbing silently, she looked so pale and weak and her swollen eyes couldn’t be ignored.

“Crying will never bring him back” Wendigo takes counting strides to her.

She didn’t move, it was like no one was talking to her. She looks so immersed in her thoughts and pain, and oblivious to her surroundings.

“You should get used to it, to your new life now with me” he was now standing by the bedside, he leaned down and reached for her soft silky midnight hair, “I will treat and make you feel more loved than he ever did” he inhales her scent. Yet, there was no reaction from Audrey.

“I would love to cheer you up but I’ve got the perfect way” he brushes his lips against her collarbone, “to make you forget all about him and think of none but me” he pulls away.

“But I’ll let you rest, for today” He pushes himself to stand upright, his lips pulled into a smile that didn’t seem like one before he turned and left.

Audrey didn’t know how to cry or where to start, the pain in her heart clouded her brain from thinking or reasoning things. It felt like she wasn’t living like she was lost in the world of nothingness with nothing to hold on to.

Moments later, the door pushes open and three ladies walk in. Without asking for her permission, they grab her as if she were a sitting toy and carry her to the bath.

Like the statue that she is, she sat there watching them clean her with no iota of sensitivity until she was properly clean and dressed.

Laying on the bed, she watched another lady walk in with a tray of food and place it by the bedside.

“your food, Ms” the lady announced, bowed, and left.

She didn’t know how long it had been or what time it was until the lady who served her food came in.

“Y-you haven’t eaten y-your…” The lady stutters in disbelief as her gaze travels to Audrey and back to the food on the tray. There was no response from her.

“Ms, you have to eat or” She was cut off before she could utter her last word

“Or what? I’ll starve to death?” Audrey retorts furiously to her greatest surprise, “Won’t that be better? Won’t that be the best way to leave this cruel world? Won’t that be the perfect way to run away from this burden called life?” Her voice grew softer as she asked those questions.

The lady was stunned to see her cry, for some reason she felt sad but knew she couldn’t help either way.

“If you don’t eat, you will die for sure but that’s not what I am worried about. I can’t care for someone who doesn’t value her life, I rather care for mine who has lots of things to live for” She retorts, and picks up the tray.

” You ain’t the only one who has gone through hell, we all have different ways and situations so if you think starving yourself to death is the best option, then know you will be the biggest fool for doing such”

Audrey’s head snaps to her at the mention of her being a fool, ” you talk as though you have experienced the worst, so confident about dealing with life and all the Ill luck it brings ”

” No one is ever more experienced than another but the more we struggle to live, the more we face battles and fight for our survival. ” The lady glances at her from head to toe,” I can tell you think you have gone through a lot but I tell you, you are yet to experience the worst. So long as you let life be your tormentor and not try to be your hero, you will always lose and remain a slave to your weakness” She turns away and leaves.

Audrey couldn’t understand whatever she just pointed out, it wasn’t making any sense. She turns and faces the blank wall before her, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“you know I wanted to go with you, but you left without me. How do you think I am fairing, When all I do is regret and wish for death to silence my sobs? I’m hurting ’cause I wasn’t capable of saving you when I should ” she cries, what else could she do if not cry? That’s her life and how she will have to leave it till dead cut it short.

The door cracks open again, and the three ladies from the previous day walk in and do what they do best. As usual, she let them do their job without objecting.

“You will have to come with us, Ms” one of the ladies voiced.

“I don’t want to,” Audrey tells blandly.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

“We are sorry to say but it’s an order from our boss that you can’t go against.” Two of the Ladies stood behind her, indirectly telling her there was no option for denial.

With no other choice, she follows them heading down the stairs

Wendigo was elegantly seated on the white sofa with a smile plastered on his face. It widens the moment he catches sight of Audrey.

She looked as beautiful and elegant as she’s always been, her pale silky skin glowed charmingly in the red dress she had on, and her mid-night black hair swung left and right creating a breaking sight.

She looked as good as she could be but never perfect, her eyes were as cold as a dead body, void of any light or happiness.

“What a beauty” Wendigo exclaims in praise, “Only me deserve to keep such” he adds.

Audrey rolled her eyes in irritation, stopping her feet from him.

“Come forward, let me behold thee in my arms” Wendigo spread out his hands, inviting her in but she didn’t move. Instead, she stood still as though he wasn’t talking to her.

He raised a brow and glanced at his hanging hands then at Audrey demandingmovemoves closer but as stubborn as she was, she still didn’t move.

“Seems like you still haven’t gotten yourself adjusted” He sighs, lowers her hands, and immerses them into his pants.

“Let’s have a meal then” He turns and walks to the dining, taking his seat at the center.

Audrey follows sluggishly behind, skeptical of everything. She pulls out the third seat from the right but before she could rest her butt, he spoke out

“To my left, that’s where you will always belong” He informs.

Audrey glances at him with so much hate and disgust, that she gulps down her pain and anger, walks to the seat he points to, and settles herself.

She felt her stomach twist in annoyance at the way he was staring at her smiling so foolishly like a dog excited for a catch.