"Are you alright?" Lucas asked her, his hand touching her face as if confirming she was the girl who he knew and not the one who had tried to attack him. Belle's hand reached to place on top of his hand and she nodded at him.
"Are you okay?" she asked him in return.
"Yes," said Lucas who didn't have the wide range of emotions like the people who existed in this side of the world.
He had expected the other half of the soul would be untouched as what had stepped into the land of the dead was still part of Belle but he would have never guessed for the other half of the soul to manifest and take its own form. The person he met was not Belle but an alter ego of Belle that resided in the dead.
"Where were you? I tried looking for you but didn't find you there," he said taking her to the bed and having her seated. Lucas then bent down to look at Belle's feet, checking her soles as she hadn't worn her shoes while entering the dark side.
"I was sleeping. I didn't travel to the land of the dead," Belle shook her head, eyebrows knitting together, "I think it was my ability that exhausted my body and took up all the energy," Belle's heart melted at the thought that Lucas had gone in search for her in a place he didn't plan to go, "I am sorry for worrying you," she added.
"You should have stayed here and waited for me," said Lucas, running his hand over her feet and then moving to the next one to make sure they were fine.
"How could I," said Belle. Hearing this, Lucas lifted his head from where he was to meet her eyes, "Shouldn't I do that same if I am worried about you?"
Lucas's lips twitched at her thoughts, "You forget I am not a human or a vampire, little Belle," saying this, he got up to come and sit next to her, "I belong to the land of the dead. I am a creature who was born there, nothing would happen to me but you put yourself in danger today."
"Don't forget me!" came Barron's voice from behind the curtain. Belle smiled at the scratchy voice of Barron. Barron was occupied and busy soaking himself in the water before someone would squeeze and twist him.
"I didn't mean to cause trouble," Belle turned around to face Lucas fully. Her one leg was folded on the bed and the other leg was on the ground, "I was worried something would happen to you because of me and as capable butler you are, I wouldn't be able to stop worrying until I saw you. What if you continued looking for me thinking I was there when I was actually here?" she asked him.
She wouldn't be able to bear another loss, losing someone was painful and she lost enough. Lucas was the closest person right now and if something were to happen to him, it would break her.
She saw Lucas pick up both her hands that she had placed in front of her, taking it in his hands and holding it, "I am the thirteenth Grim, Cross. I promise to find my way back to you no matter what happens. I won't leave you here alone."
After finding out who Lucas was, Belle had come to worry about him, "How long can a Grim reaper live in this world?"
"We don't know," Lucas replied, "Do not worry about things like those," he placed his hand below her chin, pulling her close and kissing her on lips and Belle closed her eyes. When he pulled back, some of her thoughts about the matter slipped out of her mind.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, Belle wondered if he had kissed her only to distract herself from overthinking about their current situation.
"I see the doubt in your eyes," Lucas said without holding back, his black eyes looking into her red ones, "What is it?"
"What do you like about me?" she asked him. Belle knew Lucas cared for her and he had kissed and had shown her affections but she didn't know why somewhere in her heart she felt as if everything between them was a dream which would shatter one day to dust.
In a blink of an eye, Belle and Lucas had s.h.i.+fted to another room without prior notice and Belle looked around to notice this was one of the guest rooms.
"Haven't I already answered it," he tilted his head, his finger running across the back of her hand gently, "Such an anxious mistress I have got," said Lucas, a hint of amus.e.m.e.nt in his eyes.
Belle shook her head, "I don't doubt you."
"I know," came the quick reply, "You are scared where things might change. What did you see back there, little Belle?" Lucas coaxed her. He could tell there was something she had seen which had got her thinking since they arrived back to this world.
Belle pursed her lips, her eyes darting to look up at him, "The person who fell on the ground...she..."
"She looked like you," Lucas completed her sentence and she gave him a nod.
"There are times I hear a whisper in my ears and the whispers are not a good one. That how she will take everything away from me. My life. The people I love. She is the other half of my soul, isn't she?" she asked in confirmation. She felt uncomfortable thinking there was another person just like her.
"What was part of you is not yours anymore. You are you and that thing or creature is someone who belongs to the land of the dead now," he took her in his arms, holding her and Belle put her hands around Lucas.
Though she hadn't seen it clearly, she had a hunch that it was the other half of her soul that had appeared to only disappear.
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