Past memories

SOME TIME IN THE PAST

Tears slide down my face as I paced the bedroom. How did I go from being the happiest girl in the world to this. He used me. How could Luther do this to me. I trusted him and loved him with all my heart. How could he make me look like a fool. No I don't look like a fool, I am a fool.

I fell in love with the most heartless god in existence and expected anything other than this. I thought my power would make him love me. I thought he would not want anyone but me. I thought while Swiping my eyes roughly as I slowly slide down the wall. The Goddess of wisdom and creation can't even handle a broken heart. I'm pathetic.

The God of Light had to put all this information in my hands just to leave me a jumbled mess. "This is how I feel about your proof" I couldn't help screaming as I threw the box. The box of pictures hit the wall with a huge thump, not helping at all to ease my pain. Ugh how could He do this to me. I gave him everything and this is how I'm repaid. "EVERYTHING." I screamed

You know what It's fine, it's just fine. I'll show him what happens when he messes with the most powerful Goddess in existence. Let's see how he feels when I block his powers. Actually I'll block every one of his allies powers too. I cracked The first smile Since before the God of light came through. He'll come begging me forgiveness.

As I started to conjure up the spell, I started to second guess myself. Maybe I was taking this alittle overboard. Maybe I should just talk to him. It could be a misunderstanding I thought. But as I looked at the box and thought of the other box The god of Light brought awhile ago, I decided to go through with it.

As the power was going through my body I thought of that box to give me mental courage. All of the evil he was doing to every universe should've been what made me do this but no I looked away. How could I look away? How could I allow him to destroy so much and pretend like it wasn't my business. I could say it's because he's my husband by oath. For better or worse we were married for an eternity.

Honestly though, I just wanted him to be happy and I didn't want to fight. I wanted a perfect marriage. How simple minded of me. I really thought evil and good could mix. Dark and light. I was pure. Maybe if I gave him what he wanted all along, he wouldve never strayed away from home. I should've gave myself up to him even if it would've gave him access to the source of magic. I wouldn't be sitting here with this broken heart. Or maybe I still would. He would've just been more powerful and impossible to subdue.

"Mazaya." Luther was yelling my name. Shoot I didn't mean to let my mind wander that was fast. Maybe I should've blocked his neutral magic to. I would've had time then. "Yes?" I said trying to mask my hurt but it was nearly impossible.

Just looking at him hurt. With his black hair that didn't even hit his ears and his red eyes that were blood red because of how angry he was. His strong jaw didn't do him justice either. He was beautiful and it hurt. If he was a mortal he could've been a model. The bad boy look fit him so well and his height was a plus.

"I'm talking to you Mazaya. Answer me now." He gritted out. Bringing me back to reality. He was trying so hard to hold in his anger but he was failing. How was he angry when I was the one who was heart broken. He made me an idiot. "Sorry. I was thinking but if you are wondering about your magic I blocked it, along with your friends. Simple." I nonchalantly replied

"You blocked my magic? That's what you are telling me?" He furiously asked. Now the anger was undeniable. He had no right to be angry. He used me "How are you mad? You deserve it. I gave you all of this. You rule everything because of me, me Luther and you're mad when you betrayed me? Not the other way around." I screamed. Pointing my finger at his chest. He looked taken back.

He paused for a second and studied me. He looked around the room at the mess I created. From the thrown around clothes, to the blankets that were thrown off the bed. He did a 180 turn and looked at the box on the ground with the pictures scattered around it. He looked back and me and started walking over to it. His boots Crunching on the glass that was all over the floor from our wedding photos I decided to smash. I had good reason.

I stayed put, my heart was confused. I loved him but he hurt me. Just seeing him took away some of my resolve. He was the man I wanted to hold me. the man I wanted to give me attention, to love me and I didn't know how to change these feelings. As I was in my head watching him with to many thoughts. He bent down and picked up a few of the pictures. All of his infidelity. I wasnt enough for him he needed all them girls. So why be with me?

"Who sent you this?" His thick deep voice penetrated my thoughts. That's all he cared about really? "Does it really matter? They are real. You should be groveling at my feet." I angrily said. I was the victim, not him. He had no rights to ask questions He grabbed a few and turned around and walked back towards me. I just stared. As he got closer. I got nervous. I always did around him.

He grabbed my chin and lifted it up so I was eye level to him. "I asked who sent them to you." My resolve was nowhere to be found. Him being this close made it impossible."They are real so no need to lie, I checked but if you want to know the God of Light. You can't get out of this. You can go find one of your mistresses to try to get your magic back I'm done."