Destiny
It's been a few days without any form of my blood getting spilled. But I don't let my guard down for sick bastards such as Steven, never give up. I spoke too soon. Speak of the shit and I shall smell him.
"You're one tough woman, Destiny. I admire that. You've been stabbed, drowned, whipped, among other things, but you still fight me. Well, I have a gift for you," he says, pulling out a tablet, powering it up. What the hell is he up to?
What I see makes my blood boil and my heart hurts. No, he would never betray me like that! "You're trying to mess with my mind, don't you! You think I'd fall for that! It'll take more than a fake video, you piece of shit," I retort in anger. Tyler would never do anything like that.
"But is it? Look, there's Demon. He accepts the situation, and you should too," Steven insists softly, faking concern.