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SAMIA'S POV:-

I was standing inside Blake's mansion when I opened my eyes again. Without waiting for another moment, I walked straight towards Blake bedroom. As I reached her bedroom door, I created an energy ball in my hand. I hit the door so it would open up. But my energy ball reversed on me. Instead of the door, it hurt my chest. I went flying away from the door. "Ugh!! That was clearly a bad idea. Why can't I get in? My powers are more than enough to turn that door into shreds." I exclaimed loudly as I tried to get up from the floor. I never realised that my powers were that dangerous. A single energy ball sent me flying backwards. I finally knew how hard I could hit.

I asked the voice I used to hear whenever I was stuck in a situation. I could feel my skin burning. The water was getting hotter by every single passing minute. It was literally something I could not understand. "Your powers are part of the angel Gabriel's miraculous work. You are a creature. While Blake is an actual angel and demon hybrid. That makes her more powerful than you. You are just smarter than her. That's the reason why you always stay a step ahead of her." I heard that same voice in my head again. I stood up and walked back towards the bedroom door again. Now I could see the energy force that was keeping me away from the room and it's door.

I couldn't even try to touch it. "There must be something I can do to help her. She is clearly dying inside that room. Aren't her powers supposed to protect her? Just like my powers protect me." I asked as I started punching the energy force shielding the door. I was trying to find a wear spot. Or maybe I was just trying to weaken that so-called shield that was about to be the reason why blame would be hurt. I could almost smell the flesh burning from outside of the room. All my efforts went in vale. That energy force was not weakening up. Instead, it was getting stronger with my powers. I didn't like the way I felt helpless.

"Well, everyone's powers are supposed to protect them. That's why we get the healing powers. But the powers are under her command. That means, she is the one who is using her powers to hurt herself. You can't do much. You need to call Lucifer." I heard the voice in my head again. I didn't stop until I started literally panting. For some unknown reason, I couldn't keep up. My powers were starting to weaken.

"Calling Lucifer is not an option. Until he would be here, Blake would be dead. I am not waiting for her to become a stowe. I am going in." I yelled as I started getting angry. I just didn't understand why Blake would try to hurt herself like that.

I let the energy around me and the spiritual energy inside me take control over my body. I let my powers consume me this time. "Don't try that. Last time, Carlos was hardly able to bring you back. You don't want to become nothing but energy. Stop it." I heard the voice yelling in my head as I let my powers take over me. I just wanted to save Blake. And my actual powers were kind of useless as compared to Blake's power. I started feeling that tingly feeling all over my body again. I could feel each and every single fibre of my body burning with the power running through my veins. My vision cleared up. I started to feel stronger. My hands were shining with my powers.

"I don't fucking care if I will turn into a monster. And Carlos doesn't care either. We can always make it work. And it doesn't matter. I am saving Blake." I roared loudly at the voice and with all the power I could master, I punched the energy force that was keeping Blake locked up. To my surprise, the shield broke up and so the door of her bedroom. Smiling at my victory, I ran straight towards the bathroom. I was not surprised when I found another shield around the bathroom door. I powered up again and punched the energy force. Another time, I was able to break the shield. I broke the door after and stepped into the bathroom.

Blake's skin was red with the hot water. She was literally boiling inside the bathtub. I grabbed the pendant of Angel Gabriel and started chanting, "with the powers of Angel Gabriel, I want you to cool down the water in the tub. Turn this boiling water into ice water." Within a few minutes, the water started to cool down. Until it was so cold that Blake started shivering. I moved my hand and all the cabinets opened. With the help of my powers, I grabbed a long towel. It flew towards me and I grabbed it. I turned the drainage on while Blake was still inside the tub. I wrapped the towel around Blake's body carefully. Then I helped her get up. She was still crying crazily.

I pulled her out of the bathroom and made her sit on the bed. I grabbed her hands and let my powers heal her burnt skin. Once she was healed, I sat down beside her. I wrapped one of my arms around her shoulders and pulled her in a sisterly hug. "Why would you try to hurt yourself, Blake? You were literally cooking yourself in your bathtub. Your powers were killing you." I scolded her as I was finally sure that she was fine. Hearing me scolding her, she started crying like a baby. I sighed as I knew well it was not the time to scold her like that. She was too emotional to understand that hurting herself was never a good thing.

I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly. She also wrapped her arms around me while crying her heart out. I started rubbing her back to calm her down. To my surprise, I didn't lose control this time. My hands and my skin was back in it's real shape and colour. "Why am I destined to be left alone? I was punishing myself so if there is anything I did, I would be punished for it. So I won't have to be alone again. I have been alone since that night. I don't know what I did." She spoke while crying crazily. Her hiccups weren't even letting her complete her sentences properly. It broke my heart when I heard her sad and broken words.

She pulled away from me and grabbed the pendant of Lucifer. I was not surprised to see it in her neck. I knew they were connected somehow. Lucifer gave it to her so she would be safe. "Even Lucifer left me once he got bored. Am I that ugly? That no one actually loves me? They just want me to crawl into their beds and open my legs for them. I am not a slut. I never wanted to be a slut. I was just too weak at that time to fight them." She was remembering her past. Everything she went through, I could never imagine to even think about surviving something that brutal. Her life has been brutal to her since the night she was abducted.

I wanted to respond to her. I wanted to tell her that she was amazing as she was. I wanted to tell her that Lucifer loved her too. But after hearing her words, I also started crying. "I just wanted my mom and dad to love me. But they never did. They didn't even care that I was not inside my bed late at night. I wanted Mathew to love me. But he didn't do it either. Then Lucifer came into my life. And he showed me the shining sky. Then he left me alone just like the others. Why am I destined to be alone?" A whimper escaped my lips as she kept on pouring the sadness inside her chest out with her words.

I wiped my tears and pulled away from her. She needed to know that she was not bad. Not her destiny is testing her. I cupped her face while staring into her eyes. "Blake! There is nothing wrong with you. You are an amazing woman. And you are not destined to be alone. I am here with you. Lucifer is with you too. I can't say anything about your parents for now. I never saw them. And Mathew is just an asshole. He never deserved someone as innocent as you are. Don't call yourself dirty names." I spoke in a low tone. I was trying to tell her that she didn't need to punish herself. That she was perfect as she was.

"Then why is he not here. I have been alone. I have been calling him. But he doesn't care at all. You have met him, right. Did he say anything to you about me? Did he say he loves me? Did he say I am not good enough for him? If he wants me to bathe with acid, I will do it without questioning him. But please, tell him not to leave me." She asked me about Lucifer. Her words were stabbing my heart. I never thought how much pain she is hiding from the world. She never let any of us know how she felt. Once I heard Yalin saying that he still hears her cry at night. And the only reason why he was keeping up with Mathew was because he could make her sleep peacefully.

That asshole never realised how much she loved him. How can he not care when a woman is madly in love with him? How could he even think about hurting her?