Page 28 of La Petite Morte

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"You're beautiful," he learned and I stood very still as he circled around me.

"I hate your beauty," he growled in my ear and wrapped the chain around my neck.

He pressed his lips to my temple. "You're going to be my greatest work of art yet."

The chains tightened and I began to whisper the incantation.

What was once awakened from its sleep,

Must once again slumber deep.

Tears fellfrom my eyes knowing I was destroying my connection to him.

Return the disease from whence it came,

So life can ease back to its same.

"What are you doing?"The chains on my neck tightened even more, and I gasped for air.

Troubled Blood with sleeps unease,

Remove the cause of this disease.

"Shut up! Shut the fuck up!"He screamed.

The succubus laughter filled the air. That powerful cackle now a welcoming sound. I took her darkness and swirled it around my fingertips.

I ignored the bitch as I pulled from her darkness, encircling the demon at my back with it, using her as she’d used me.

Banished forever more,

This evil entity will dwell no more.

I repeated it,over and over, his screams piercing as he stumbled back. The heavy chain fell to the floor, and I fell to my knees. I breathed in deep, my voice becoming more powerful as I continued to repeat the incantation.

Over and over, the evil inside him shook and fought. Cursing at me, spitting vile.

"Release him you motherfucker!" I shouted and then suddenly the screaming stopped, the succubus' cackle ended, and a deep silence ensued.

Dean's body lay on the stage motionless, but the heaviness that surrounded him was no longer there.

He moaned and I scrambled over to him, lifting his head onto my lap. He was still alive.

"Dean?"

He managed a small smile. "I tried my best, my love."

"I know you did, and you fought well."

"I truly loved you."

A tear fell down my cheek. "I know you did. I know…" I lifted his cold hand and kissed it.

"It's okay, beautiful. You can let me go now. He's not here anymore."

He coughed and sucked in a hoarse breath. "Let me go, sweetness."

"I'm sorry," I sobbed against his chest as my magic swirled around us.


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