Love Returned From The Ashes

Good or Bad

Calli pov:"Calli, have you been a good girl or a bad girl?" Kiara asked

"Don't ask me that out of bed!!" I shouted

"Seriously tell me if you have been good or bad." She said

"Good?" I questioned

I don't know what to say in this scenario. I looked down and saw Kobo and Clara running around. I began to question why she was asking me, Does this have to do with something I should know about something I missed even? I don't even know if I deserve to say I'm good, but again, I do good all the time.

"I love you, Calli!" She called out, running towards me with her arms out. I used the opportunity to strike and plunge my scythe into her.

"I hate you, Kiara." I scowled, pushing my scythe deeper into her. I heard the sound of blood pouring out of her. It crackled like fire when it hit the ground.

"I will always hate you until the end of time," I said, jiggling my scythe around to make her suffer more. I heard her coughing in between. She was able to say a sentence.

"I will always love you, Calli," she whispered, clinging to whatever part of her worthless life remained.

"No one loves you, Kiara, and no one ever will. That's why you have been all alone all your life.. I spat angrily, pissed off by the woman's tenacity.

I saw a tear roll down her face as life began to fade from her eyes. They turned from purple to gray as all the color was drained. Her body began to disintegrate as her life flame finally extinguished.

"Goodbye forever, Calli..." She somberly said that, as she turned into ashes, she was finally gone.

Shit... I'm not a good person. I know I really hurt Kiara back then, and I have moved on from that, but I don't know if I'm a good person at all.

"Calli, I haven't seen you outside in months." Ollie said, knocking on my door. She opened the door and immediately gagged, "It reeks of alcohol. Are you drunk?" She asked.

"I'k nog cfujk," I said, and she clearly looked confused at what I had said. She walked up to comfort me. Tears started to stream down my face.

"It's been four months. Where the hell is she?" I cried. Ollie tilted her head in confusion.

"Calli-senpai, you got what you wanted; that Kiara girl finally left you alone," Ollie said, making me feel worse.

Ollie didn't seem to understand my frustration. I bit my lip, making it bleed. The taste of blood wasn't satisfying. My eyes glanced toward my scythe. I still hadn't cleaned it. Kiara's blood still remained and dried on the blade. The blood was my only reminder of her. I didn't want to get rid of it.

"She was annoying anyway, so I'm glad she's gone." Ollie laughed. Her words vexed me.

"Get out!" I practically screamed. My voice sounded hoarse. Ollie tried to rebut, but I didn't want to hear "Get the hell out!" I screamed, reaching for my scythe.

Ollie ran out of the room, leaving me all alone. I sat, pondering what I could do. Maybe I could go to the council. They could probably locate Kiara. However, I didn't know how to contact anyone from the council. Those five were as elusive and mysterious as ever.

I made it clear that I'm sorry. I made it clear that I do love her, but I don't understand what happens when this happens. I have to figure out if I am good or bad.

The hot water hit my body and washed all the puke away. However, it wasn't able to wash away the tears. "Why haven't you come back, Kiara?" I broke down. The more I sobbed up, the more despair I felt.

Was I too harsh last time? I thought to myself as I tried to remember what I had said to her. I remembered telling her that no one loves her and no one ever will.

"I'm such a fucking idiot!" I screamed as I clutched my arm. I felt my nails dig into my skin as I tightened my grip, creating four scratch marks on my arm that soon regenerated.

Irys came running in after she heard my screaming, "Calli-senpai, you need to calm down. I've got the meeting scheduled. We'll find Kiara," she said, reassuring me that things are looking up for me.

I got out of the shower and got dressed. I made sure to brush my teeth again before leaving the bathroom. "I'm ready," I said. Irys nodded. "The meeting is in a few hours, so we'll leave in about an hour, okay?" Irys asked.

I complied, happy I'd get a chance to see Kiara again.

Is being sorry enough to be good? I don't know if I am sorry, but does that mean I am good? Does it mean I'm a good girl? Have I atoned for how I treated her? I don't think so, but I have to look at it objectively. I am her wife; I have to be good, right?

Im good not bad I'm bad not good, no, I can't be bad. I have to be good right now. I need to be good. I need to be good. I have to be good. I need to be good.

Kiara stared at me and questioned what was going on with me. She didn't seem to understand that I'm so upset right now, but she doesn't seem to know that I'm not a good girl.

I want to be good, honest. I want to be the best girl I can be for Kiara, my adorable girlfriend, my wife, my beloved Kiara, but why am I such an asshole? Sometimes I have to fix myself and become a better me, and then maybe I can be a good girl.

"Calli, I love you!" Kiara loudly said

"Oh..." I said.

"Now, are you naughty or nice?" She asked