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He stood up, he couldn't look at her, "You said you trusted me," it came out as a hollow yell.
He stood up, he couldn't look at her, "You said you trusted me," it came out as a hollow yell.
"I do. But when I found them I had to investigate. This is why I was so suspicious." She sounded hollow, empty. Her words had no emotion. She was breaking down. Too many emotions. She was turning into her emotionless husk. Artemisā¦save meā¦
(And donāt forget Artemis who confirmed it from the evidence and how she saw the mark on his back.)
Artie slid decline, she could talk to him later. She heard yelling from the morgue as she busted into the room to figure out what was going on.
He made a mistake⦠He looked at her and his anger melted away, he loved her so much it was hard to be mad. He kneeled down and put a hand on her knee, "Look at me," He said quietly.
Belle barely looked up. She knew it was Artemis. The sound was fading. She closed her eyes, inviting the blackness to swallow her whole.
(TY MARBLES!)
She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him.
Their eyes met, he completely forgot how scary his looked, but he hoped she'd focus on the blue, not the demon. "I love you, we're gonna get through this,"
(Darren's on his way!)
She cracked a small smile. "I love you too." She was slowly coming back, her emotions returning.
(GOOD!)
"Come on, let's prove I didn't do this," He stood up and offered a hand.
She gently took it, standing up. Before she realized it, she had pulled him into her arms and hugged him. "Thanks. For pulling me out there."
Artemis didnāt know what to say as she watched Belle take Ryanās hand. āBelle what are you doing?ā
"I'll always pull you out," He hugged her lightly, he didn't want to crush her with his strength. He turned his head away from her neck, the entire room smelled like blood.
She looked over at Artemis. "I know what you're thinking but think about my situation. I've never, not once, in my entire life had someone to call my own. Someone who loved me for me. And now I do. And I'm just supposed to throw it away for some case? Can you really expect me to do that?"
Artemis eyes turned dark,āShit this is what I was worried about. Belle I get that but do you think next time Ryan turns heās going to recognize you. HE KILLED HIS OWN SISTER FOR GODS SAKE! And I am afraid I canāt let anyone else die.ā
(Nuuuu My Baby!)
She locked her jaw. "I won't let you do that. If anyone has to, I will. But trust me, I have this under control. If I survived the rebreaking I can survive this. I won't let you take him from me like that!" She was getting pissed. Don'tā¦You're being every dumb character in any supernatural or drama movie ever.
Ryan looked between the two, he had accepted his fate years ago, clearly, Belle hadn't.
Artemis side in frustration,ā I am sorry Belle but if he lives more people are going to die. Ryan shouldnāt even exist! He was dead for years before they experimented on his body and turned him into what he is now.ā
āAnd I think Ryan knows he shouldnāt be here to, donāt you Ryan,ā Artemis said looking him straight in the eyes.
Ryan's veins and his eyes didn't help his case.
She closed her eye and took a deep breath. You know what has to happen. Stop fighting it. "I know it'll happen eventually. Either he'll kill me or I'll turn him in for fear of my own life. But even so, I'd like to prolong it for as long as possible." Her words were quiet, timid.
Ryan nodded, "I shouldn't be here,"
āItās to late Belle, the exorcist are fully aware of his existence and I didnāt tell you this but there already here. So you guys have some options you fight back making things worse or Ryan can go with them now and his death sentence could be pushed back for a bit.ā
Ryan always ran when this happened, he was faster than the hunters. Belle was the only thing keeping his feet planted, he couldn't leave her alone.
(CAN THIS LIKEā¦NOT? I'D RATHER NOT HAVE MY OWN CHARACTER KILL HERSELF BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT THIS STORY IS PUSHING THAT SHE'LL HAVE TO DO. Well, not have to but she'll be so depressed that she will kill herself.)
(She hangs in there for him)
(Ermā¦not really, no. Her depression is already bad enough. This would only break her to her limit. It'd push her too far. She'd know what he'd want her to do but will ignore it and slit her own throat.)
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