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enjoythe_ride) wrote2008-06-07 03:46 pm
enjoythe_ride) wrote2008-06-07 03:46 pm
[OTC] Talk about the one event in your life that has affected you the most.
She doesn’t know why she should trust her. She may only be fourteen, but she’s not stupid. This little girl is offering her a way out of her problems, but she was only a child. There was something in this situation that wasn’t quite processing, that wasn’t quite right, but that really wasn’t of any importance at the moment. Fact of the matter was, she was offering Bela an out. An out that, at fourteen years-old, she thought would never come. She wanted an end to whatever this was as soon as possible, and the girl seemed to be promising her ten years without payment. Ten years seemed to be more than enough time to build up an equitable payment whatever the girl may require. All she asked was that her troubles be over and that she finally be free of everything.
But what she was agreeing to, she didn’t fully understand.
Ten years down the line, she was running for her life from the demon who was looking to collect payment on the debt she owed, a soul that she wasn’t necessarily willing to give. There was something about this situation that rang of deception, but there was nothing she could do about it now. She had gotten what she wanted—ten years free of the bastard she had called her father. Ten years that were so much shorter than she had envisioned, didn’t seem to have the great span of time that they had when she was fourteen, and it seemed like it was going to take forever and a day just to get to eighteen so that she could leave that life behind her. But time seemed to fly by faster than she had anticipated, and now the deal had come due, and there was nothing she could do but sit back and let it happen. All she had left was this slim chance that she could use her connection to the Winchesters to her advantage, and even though it probably wasn’t going to save her, at least she had made the effort. At least she had tried.
Besides, her conscience would be the one to bear the guilt, after all.
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But what she was agreeing to, she didn’t fully understand.
Ten years down the line, she was running for her life from the demon who was looking to collect payment on the debt she owed, a soul that she wasn’t necessarily willing to give. There was something about this situation that rang of deception, but there was nothing she could do about it now. She had gotten what she wanted—ten years free of the bastard she had called her father. Ten years that were so much shorter than she had envisioned, didn’t seem to have the great span of time that they had when she was fourteen, and it seemed like it was going to take forever and a day just to get to eighteen so that she could leave that life behind her. But time seemed to fly by faster than she had anticipated, and now the deal had come due, and there was nothing she could do but sit back and let it happen. All she had left was this slim chance that she could use her connection to the Winchesters to her advantage, and even though it probably wasn’t going to save her, at least she had made the effort. At least she had tried.
Besides, her conscience would be the one to bear the guilt, after all.
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