Hi everyone! Here's another chapter of Enamored! It's a bit longer than my previous chapters but I hope you guys like it :D There's only a few more chapters till the end of the book!!!!!

Song: The Hills x The Weekend

Terror.

Slithering, numbing terror crawled up my spine when I read the last page of Fructus Nuptialis. I wanted to scream because no matter what I can never escape my fate without a catch.

"I don't have to choose between Daemon or Angelo." I said softly.

Amanda and Ethan looked at each other sadly before nodding.

"There is a catch to all of this which is why you won't have the luxury to have that option." Ethan said.

I reread the lines that said the catch of my fate. If I don't choose between the two of them, I must die. There has to be a balance in this world and by the time I turn 18, my healing powers would be strong enough to cure diseases, heal the sick, and perhaps even raise the dead back to life.

But even if I choose either Daemon or Angelo, the sides they represent will become stronger because of me and that will create an imbalance of power between Heaven and the Nether Realm. This is one of the reasons why Medio Terrae wants to kill me.

I was fated to die.

Both my arms were to my sides as I sighed looking up to the sky. I thought everything would be simple. Win Daemon's game and set the souls of my family and friends free. However, there were strings and feelings attached.

"Thank you," I told both my cousins.

Surprise marred their grim faces. Of course they would wonder why I would be thankful that they were the bearer of bad news.

Crumpling the yellowed page with my fist, I said "My father's death on top of these recent news, made me realize that I haven't cherished the years I've lived enough." I gulped the sob that threatened to be released from my throat.

"I didn't know that I was fated to die in the end. I thought that the things people go through such as graduating from college, getting their first job, getting married, and growing old with the person I love would come to me. Because I'm human. I..." my words faltered as a stubborn tear fell from my cheek.

"And I...won't even get to experience these simple joys and trials because I'll die young." I wiped the tear from my cheek and sniffled.

"I'm sorry." Ethan said.

Tomorrow I die, and the time I have today was not enough to say goodbye to my friends and my mother. Oh mom, I thought sadly, I'm all she had and the day after tomorrow, I'll be leaving her all alone.

"Thank you again for letting me know." I told both of them again. "You gave me time to say goodbye to the ones I love." Amanda took my hand to hers, pity evident in her eyes.

I continued speaking. "Enjoy your life. It's too short to live how someone deems acceptable. Follow your dreams for me, because I wouldn't be able to follow mine."

My cousins hugged me before departing. As I looked around at the silent cemetery, I couldn't find Angelo, my friends or my mother. Perhaps they were somewhere farther Dad's grave to speak of memories they had with him.

I kneeled and touched my father's gray headstone, tracing the words etched against its smooth surface.

"Thank you for protecting me till the end, Daddy." I whispered as I wipe the tears that fell from my cheek. The ground was still fresh and I stood up to wipe the dirt from my dress. I now know what I have to do.

Taking my moment of being alone, I kneeled on the ground again and began to draw the rune that Daemon taught me that will summon him. I've done it multiple times but he never came. Trying again, I drew the intricate lines and strokes with my forefinger calling out his name.

A few minutes passed and I paused exhausted from the sitting position I was in. Standing up, pins and needles attacked my foot.

Turning around to leave, I saw him standing in front of me looking beautiful as ever. His hair was sleeked back and he was wearing all black once again. The first few buttons of his long sleeve were unbuttoned, exposing his pale muscular chest. His hands were in his pockets and he looked at me with a guilty look on his face.

"You came." I said as my voice cracked.

I missed you so much. I yearned to say to him. My heart thumped loudly against my chest when he took a step forward.

"I came each time you summoned me." he informed his smooth voice the same as ever. "I didn't want to show myself in front of you."

"Why wouldn't you?" I asked him. "I had so many questions to ask you."

"I had my reasons." he said coldly. I took a step back, realizing that he was more distant to me than the last time he saved me from Medio Terrae. He never came to my side when I woke up and even after my still slow recovery. My back throbbed slightly with the reminder of the attack.

I took a deep breath before asking him the question I've been dying to ask him.

"Did you hurt my father's soul in the Nether Realm?" I asked him with pleading eyes. Pleading him for an answer. But Daemon remained silent.

I grabbed his arm in desperation. "Did you or did you not, Daemon?" I asked him once more. There were no more tears left inside of me. Would Daemon really have something to do with my father's death?

His azure eyes met mine before his lips formed one single word.

"Yes."

And my heart broke once more. My grip on his arm loosened and my hand fell to my side as I stumbled slightly in the wedges I was wearing.

I couldn't believe it. Daemon really did kill my father.

Yet I still loved him.

"His soul was separated too long from his body, it was a matter of time before he wouldn't be able to go back to his body."

I stared at him in disbelief mixed with sadness. "Is he...in the Nether Realm still?"

Daemon nodded his head slowly. Of course he wouldn't be able to release my father's soul to go to Heaven. We haven't finished the game yet. And it was because we paused the game, my father died because I didn't play until the end.

I know what I have to do now.

"I want to continue playing our game." I told Daemon. There was a hint of surprise and amusement that flashed in his eyes only to disappear in a second.

"That may be so, but tell me, why would you want to finish this game when your birthday is tomorrow?" he asked me while circling around me like a predator would do to its prey.

I stared straight ahead the fields of headstones in the cemetery. "I want to release my friends' souls from your grip as well as mine so I can choose freely when the time comes."

Daemon stopped circling me and glared at my words.

"You want to finish our game so you could choose him." Daemon said with disdain.

"Does it matter what motives I have to finish this game?" I said looking at him dead in the eye.

I was terrified. The Daemon in front of me wasn't the same Daemon that loved me and swore that he would be willing to change for me. Instead, this was the demon that wreaked chaos and brought so much fear and sadness in my life.

I looked down at the flowers on my father's headstone. They were dry and shriveled up due to Daemon's fury. Lifting my chin with his chilled fingers he began to speak amusement and hunger flashing in his cold blue eyes.

"And of course you remember the consequences of losing in this game of ours?" Daemon asked one perfect brow arched his hand cupping my face. His calloused thumb grazing my lips.

"How could I forget?" I reminded him crossing my arms. There were so many things that I wanted to say to him but I guessed that will have to wait.

With a smooth flick of his wrist, Daemon handed me a blue rose.

"I'll see you tonight, not a minute longer before midnight." he told me, kissing my forehead. When I blinked once more, he was gone.

*~*~*~*~*

"You've given me so many hugs for the past hour." Daniel complained as I fussed with his gelled hair.

I couldn't help it. This might be the last time I would see any of my friends before I finish Daemon's game. Although it was the night of my father's funeral, I made sure that all of my friends were present in my parents' small apartment. We all gathered in the living room while my mother slept in the bedroom after a long day.

Brittany pulled me to the side as the guys began to argue which basketball team was the best.

"You've been acting differently tonight." she pointed out to me. "You've been acting as if this would be the last time you'll see all of us."

There is a chance that this might be the last time I'll see them. I didn't want to tell them that I'm going to the Nether Realm to finish the game so they could live their lives peacefully. I haven't told any of them about the last page of Fructus Nuptialis.

Especially Angelo because once he finds out, he will do anything in his power to prevent me from going with Daemon to the Nether Realm. I looked at where the guys were sitting only to find Angelo mouthing if I was okay. I nodded to him and smiled.

"It's not like that girl," I said, assuring Brittany. "I'm just really nervous for my birthday tomorrow." I gave her small smile yet she still looked unsure.

"I'm choosing Angelo tomorrow." I told her to reassure her. She squealed happily and I put my finger up to my lips to keep her quiet.

"I knew it!" she whispered. "You and Angelo made up! I'm glad you made the right decision." she said loudly making me want to slap myself for even telling her this to reassure her.

I plastered a smile on my face when Angelo looked at me lovingly. Joining my friends in the living room to hang out, I spent my last remaining moments with them.

Once the clock struck eleven, I told my friends that I was going to bed since the funeral has taken so much of my energy. I gave each of them a long tight hug. Angelo was about to pull me in for a kiss but I only turned my head slightly to avoid his lips. I simply gave him a peck on the cheek before I left for my room.

I walked to my room, the terror in my body growing within each second I get closer. Turning the silver knob of my bedroom, I entered hesitantly expecting Daemon to be lounging on my bed lazily.

He wasn't there.

Sighing, I changed the dress I wore to the funeral to dark blue jeans, a comfortable shirt, and some boots. Its best to be prepared on what Daemon has for me in this level of the game. Once I finished, I sat on the foot of my bed, playing with the beautiful blue rose Daemon gave me.

It was almost midnight and he hasn't shown up yet. But I was in no hurry because I was nervous and scared because I'd be playing alone. I couldn't risk my friends' lives and Angelo's transformation into a demon.

I felt a chill creeping up the base of my neck. I turned around and there he was, standing in his nefarious glory.

"Are you ready?" he asked me, extending his hand to me. A large dark cloud, hovered behind him in which I assumed was the entrance to the Nether Realm.

No, I wasn't ready. But my words betrayed me.

"Yes." I said, taking his hand. He intertwined our fingers together and I allowed him to lead me into my doom. 

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