𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠?...𝐩𝐭.𝟑
Levi looked at his brothers, his eyes noting the horrified and shocked expressions on their faces..
As the words hit him, his eyes stung with tears. He continued to look around, to try and find some reassurance that.. this isn't real.
But there was none.. it was real. he left, mammon died.. and it's all his fault. he killed him..
he shouldn't have complained. he should've been grateful...
Leviathan knew, he knew that he should've stopped.
Instead of finding this unsatisfied pleasure in the pained expression that painted itself on mammon's face whenever he and the others teased him..
It was never teasing.. well, maybe in the beginning.. but then it started to feel right.
It felt right to him.. because he was jealous, levi was jealous that mammon was.. mammon.
A happy, carefree, cheerful brother.. and mostly a good brother.
So something it him just.. It told him to keep going, to laugh when he knew he shouldn't.. to say stuff that he never meant..
Just so he could feel good about himself for a second, but hey.. this isn't about him..
It'll never be because he killed his own brother out the jealous that devoured him to the point he knew nothing other than it.
However, leviathan loved mammon.. he loved him, he.. loved him.. he loved his childishness..
He loved his blue eyes and bright smile.. he loved how happy he was.. how carefree and cheerful.
And he loved how much of a good brother mammon was, but what's that going to change? Mammon died..
His selfishness took away something that was worth more than anything this world has to offer,
that smile that would light up the room whenever mammon enters is now gone because of him.
That comforting voice always there to whisper words of support in his ears exactly when he needed it..
The warmth of mammon's embrace.. is now gone..
And it's all because of him.
He refused to look at any of his mourning Brothers as they headed back home, the only sound in the house are cries of despair.
He doesn't want to look around him, he silently walked to his room, the tears that filled up his eyes still threatening to fall..
But how can he cry? What right does he have to cry?..
He entered his room and Locked the door feeling the darkness around him slowly consume him..
he dropped to his knees, too weak to stand.
His arms wrapped around his body as a the sob that's been choking him finally came out..
how is he going to face them..?
He whispered with quivering lips.. how's he going to face them? How's he going to face his little brothera..
How is he going to look into Lucifer's eyes knowing he was the cause of their brother's death?..
...just because he was envious.
What if.. he ends up falling back to that same cycle and end up hurting another one of his brothers..?
No.. he doesn't want to.. he wants to protect them, but how can he?..
he hate this.. he hate what he did. he hate himself for what happened.
"please.. please come back.. I'm sorry."
He spoke as he hugged himself, breaking down to a sobbing mess.
"how did it come to this..
This is my fault.. im sorry.."
Clear memories when he threw those stupid words at his brother, calling him the most atrocious names and treating him like he was worth nothing to him when in reality.. he was worth everything..
They came back to him as a reminder of how much of a terrible person he is.
he sat there, alone, helpless.
begging for what's gone to come back.
hoping for mammon to come back and fix this like he always does.
mammon isn't coming back..
Btw if anyone wanna continue this series plz do It'll take me like another year to update it