Confusion

Everette.

"You're back!" Aisha gets up from one of the sofas and walks towards me. "You have never been gone for so long. I was worried."

"I was just taking care of some inconveniences. There was a lot of delayed work."

"Where is Life?"

"In the forest of Death, reuniting with his daughter." I half smile.

"Shameena and Asmodeus?" someone is curious about everyone's whereabouts.

"I'm not sure, both are very connected to their positions here in Hell, Asmodeus is probably in his playhouse making sure there are no irregularities, Shameena was very anxious to verify that her meeting room was under the best conditions, I doubt it will be easy to adapt at the beginning, but the mark already generates a need to be together that they will not be able to avoid."

She purses her lips slightly.

"You and me?" she asks nervously.

I sigh and do something I've never done before, I hug her, even though my entire being wants to avoid it my arms move almost against my will. I've cornered her, I've also been on the verge of making her mine, but I've never taken the time to hold her in my arms, free of any lust that might be present, this is not who I am or who she is.

After all this time we are just strangers attached for eternity.

"We're fine." I blurt out simply.

"I know going to the mortal realm wasn't the best thing for us, I..." she swallows in search of the right words. "I don't really know how to excuse myself, but I'm really sorry for all the setbacks you had to go through, I'm sure it wouldn't have taken you a week to find the beast if I hadn't strayed, I'm also sorry for saying the things I said."

"Why this regret?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"I really don't know, I feel a bit strange since we came back." she grimaces, "It's like my mind is divided in two parts, I want to despise humans like you do, I want to become a demon you can be proud of, but when I was in the mortal realm, I just wanted to protect them, I was very frustrated that you didn't understand what I felt."

Understanding this situation is complicated for me also, I know that all her regret is not hers, it is just an illusion that we both want and are forced to believe.

But I simply decide to laugh as I roll my eyes.

"I think I will never be able to understand that, humans are very weak and incompetent creatures, the fact that they are so fragile and manipulable is very uncomfortable for me, you have no idea how I had to restrain myself from tearing apart anyone who crossed my path." I sigh again. "But that is the natural instinct of a demon, so I guess it will be the most difficult thing for you."

She nods and smiles, the satisfaction of having been able to deal with the situation takes place and also a warm feeling I would do anything to avoid comes up. It's disgusting, feeling this way is very repulsive, I feel weak and vulnerable, but at the same time protective and very cautious, the things this mark does to a demon. I am going to end up being as mad as a demon can be and not in the fun way because of all this.

I separate slightly, however I keep one of her hands and I walk towards the main hall, I take a seat and analyze everything so far, I feel that since the moment Aisha appeared everything changed completely.

But I don't think that has to do with what happened with the beast, the Celestials have wanted to take possession of Hell since the beginning of time, they believe that they can play with the dark forces, they believe that Hell is just something that never should've existed.

"You are half Celestial." Aisha interrupts my thoughts. "And yet you are abysmally powerful."

"I am aware of that fact." I smile arrogantly.

She rolls her eyes before continuing.

"That means that if you were a full demon, you would be more powerful than the Devil himself." she ventures to guess.

"My father's power has no limits, neither does mine, but I think that even if that were the case, everything would be the same." she squints thoughtfully. "I possess all the evil that exists, my father is evil itself. So we are different in that case, he became the evil."

"On many occasions he doesn't appear to be like that, because of what you told me he didn't banish Life."

"Well, that's because I brought Life with a very justified reason, otherwise he would have used the opportunity to torture her, that would have been a complete disaster, since Death would have opposed his wishes, both would have been banished." I analyse. "Or at least it would have been the case if my father was not in love with my mother, he is completely incapable of doing anything to hurt her, and he knows very well that Life is someone close to my mother."

"So his level of evil decreases because of his love for your mother."

" It doesn't decrease, it just contains." I take the necklace that lies around her neck and caress it lightly. "Giving our mark is too significant so it will affect us at a certain level."

"Why did you give me yours so recklessly?"

"At that moment I was not thinking clearly, I had to leave to fix a problem that occurred in the palace of blasphemy, you would not let me go and I really did not want to make a scene, so by giving you my mark you felt safe enough to let me go."

"Do you regret it?" she whispers.

"I've never done anything I regret." I shrug my shoulders. "I just have to get used to your constant presence in my existence, then it won't be hard to cope. Also the feelings that come with it are disgusting but so far I am not sure in how to make them go."

"Do you... have feelings for me?"

Deep conversations have never been my thing, the more hidden my thoughts are, the more certain I am that no one will do anything to take advantage of an specific situation that is connected with me. Allow me to feel anything? I have no idea how to make it stop, I don't like it and I am sure I never will.

I repudiate that, more than anything. Feelings make us weak, keep us completely submissive. And as much as I curse inside, I also have the courage to admit it.

Yes, I feel more for her than I would like to.

But deep inside me I know that is there was a chance to take the mark away, the feelings will go with it.