CHAPTER 89: Home Is Calling (Part 2)

Andrew's POV:

Hell's fire burns more than any other fire I've ever get burn with. It's more bright and red than any blood I've ever shed and seen it burns slower and deeper like the stab of a million fresh forged swords; they all penetrate my flesh at once and dragged out all in the same time. And to be fair, the stabbing doesn't hurt me much like when I bleed out, because let me tell you, that's where the real pain really resides. 

Hell, my hell, I've already lived it now and I know how it feels exactly to be burning in hell of your subconscious. This nightmare that I've had, made me realize that my hell is world without my lover; I mean a world with no Jess in it... My fearsome hell is live like I've been living before I met her, and before she became my lover, my life, and my forever. I don't want to feel that way ever again, I actually want to forget that I ever lived a life before seeing her.