Forever Destined To The Silver Shadow

Theo's POV: 

I lost count on how many glasses of firewater I had actually gulped down my throat. But still, the void in my heart didn't get enclosed. I took the wine jar and poured everything that was in there into my goblet. I made sure that not even a single drop remained in the jar. 

I carried the last glass of firewater to the veranda outside and eyed the silver moon goddess above me. She was shining bright like ever! 

"What game are the fates playing with me, my lady," I said to her. "I did everything that I could to please her. I had to wait a thousand years for her just to hear that she hates me?" 

"Theo," I heard a feminine voice call my name. Then a strawberry-blonde-haired girl appeared beside me and grabbed the goblet from my hand. 

"Listen to me, Theo! Whatever happened right now is not your fault. Stop punishing yourself for that—"

"Amelia, give me my goblet back!"

"No, you should try to think clearly—"

The only thing that was suppressing my pain was the firewater. But now, she is holding back that from me!

"Give… it… to me…." 

"Fine! Drink this and destroy yourself," she handed over the glass to me. 

I am already destroyed anyway! How more could I be more destroyed than this? My head started to sway as I swallowed the last drop of firewater from the goblet. Then I dropped the glass down on the floor and clutched the railing beside me for support. 

"Theo," Amelia said and held my shoulder. "Listen to me, Theo. You can still make things right with her. All you have to do is tell her your truth—"

"No….." I shouted out. "I told you not to talk about this again! Why wouldn't you listen to me?"

"Okay, Calm down! Look at my eyes. Just look at my eyes—"

"Stop alluring me," I yelled and moved a step back from her. I rubbed my eyes and tried to regain my mind back. But I felt like I was floating in the thin air with my wings spread open. That girl had succeeded in luring me! It is not easy to escape from a gifted Siren! 

I made an effort to free myself, but giving into obliviousness seemed like a better option to me. After a brief moment of struggle, I fell down on the floor and shut my eyes. 

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When I opened my eyes again, I was in my bed. A warm blanket was covering my body. I almost screamed when I saw the purple-eyed girl who was seated next to me on the bed. 

"Amelia," I screamed and sat up straight on the bed. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"How are you feeling now?" she asked me. 

I just sighed. "How do you think one would feel when the love of their life hates them?"

"Oh, come on! She doesn't hate you—"

"You should have read her mind yesterday night. She thinks that I am using her to get back at Oberon!"

The pain in my heart multiplied as I said that out loud. I know that Oberon had brainwashed her. Still, the words she said hurt me like hell. 

"Theo," she said and grabbed my hand. "You can still win her back! Just talk to her now."

"No, she still hates me!"

She grunted and held my chin. "Listen to me, lover boy! You have never failed once in your life. You can do things beyond people's imagination. And you say that you can't convince the love of your life to accept you back?"

"Yeah, obviously!"

She gave me a slap on my cheek. Why do my girls keep on doing this to me? 

"Stop whining and go and talk to her now."

"But she won't-"

"I said go….."

"Okay, fine!" I said and got down from the mattress, mostly because of her persuasion. 

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She was lying down on the bed while her face was covered by her golden locks. I slowly brushed away the stray hairs that were covering her pretty face. She must have cried all night! Even though I didn't actually do anything to her, I felt guilty that she was suffering. What can I do to convince her?

Suddenly, her long eyelashes fluttered open, and she woke up from her slumber. She pierced my heart by fixing her blue eyes at me. I almost didn't notice that she was actually holding my silver dagger in her hand. She pointed my own dagger at my throat and shouted out, "If you come near me, then I am going to kill you—"

"Celestia," I said and moved a step back from her bed. "Please calm down, my love. If you don't want me to touch you, then I definitely won't! I am just here to talk to you—"

"What…. do you….. want?" 

"I am ready to do anything for you! Just tell me what you want from me—"

She lowered her dagger and placed it on the mattress beside her. "Release Darius!"

"Fine, my love! If that is what you want, then I can do that for your sake. Do you need anything else from me?"

She thought for a while and fell back on the mattress. "I would want my freedom too! But you wouldn't let me go, would you?"

"No! I can't let you go," I confessed and shook her. She really thought that I would let her go too! Why does my love fail to understand that she is mine? 

"I hate you to my core," she yelled. 

"I love you more than my life," I replied. 

"Stop it! Stop saying that same damn thing," she clutched my dagger again. In her mind, she was relieved that at least I was freeing Darius. 

"Okay! I wouldn't say that I love you," I agreed. "Instead, I will prove my love in my actions. I will make you realize how much I love and you are definitely going to acknowledge me—"

Now she was thinking, what are the chances of that happening. Does she really think that she can live her life by suppressing her desires?!

"Until then, I am not going to touch you! So you can relax. Unless you acknowledge my love and accept me, I will not lay my finger on you—"

She froze—as she didn't expect this from me. She expected that I would force myself on her or even cuff her to his bed and take her down. So that is why she was holding on to the silver dagger! Now I get it! My love might look innocent, but she is also fierce!

"Please don't ever think that I will force you, Celestia! I would never hurt you even when I am in my Anti-Angel form."

As usual, she was not buying my words. And I got hurt that she didn't trust me. I took a deep breath to ease off my aching heart—but in vain. How nice would it be if she acknowledged me again?!

"Celestia, my love! If you need anything else, you can ask Amelia. I am leaving for now," I said and walked towards the exit of the room while trying to blink out the tears that were forming in my eyes. How lame have I become?!

I can count and say the number of times I have cried in my entire life. It is just five! The first time I ever cried was when I realized that my father had abandoned me even before I was born. 

And the second one was when I was forced to make a promise on my mother's grave by my rotten father. My temper rose when I thought of him. He is the reason for everything! He shouldn't have abandoned me!

The third time I cried was when the love of my life burned in the fire. I had managed to free myself from the clutches of Lilin, and I ran to the forest of light to save her—but she was already dead. 

The fourth time I cried was when I was in the abyss of torment. While I was performing one of the quests that were given by the Anti-Angel, I got serious hallucinations, and all of my worst memories came flooding back to me. It took me a lot of time to come out of that illusion and complete the quest. 

Now is the fifth time I have been crying in my entire life. But the Angel over there would never know the difficulty that I am going through because of her. Perhaps Amelia was right! I could have told her the truth about me. She would have then known why exactly I turned to the dark side. 

But I can't break the promise that I had made on my mother's grave. I have done a lot of terrible things in my life. I have betrayed so many of my allies and backstabbed them for my purpose. Breaking a single promise is not very difficult for me. 

Yet, I love my mother so much! Even though she died right after I was born, I still respect her for giving birth to me. She had to die so that I could have a life! 

How can I break a promise that I had made to the woman who gave me life?!