Chapter Eight: Betrayal
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Bastion got home the eve of Anna's twenty-first birthday. When she didn’t come out to greet him, he knew something was wrong. “Giovanni go inside and stay there until I come get you.” Was all he said before he went searching for Annalisa.
HE looked all over calling out for her, when he found it, a freshly dug patch of dirt. He fell to his knees and began to dig through the dirt. It's didn’t take long for him to find what he dreaded finding. It was her hand, the hand with her wedding ring. He cried out and kept digging.
“Seb what are you doing out, oh my god what the hell.” Valentine says as he gets closer and sees the body. He faked surprise quite well. He helped Bastion dig out Annalisa's body, from the shallow grave.
Bastion lost it he held her and just cried and kept saying, “Not again, not again.”
Valentine was confused, “What do you mean Seb not again?”
Bastion sobbed, “I can't lose her again.” Were the only words he could get out.
After a lot of convincing Valentine got Bastion to take her body back to the house. The next few moments broke Bastion, he had left to keep her family safe and once again ended up losing her. Bastion was disturbed, how many times would he be forced to live this life. Getting happiness than losing it. But something was bothering Bastion even more. And he wondered what happened that led to this?
“Did you see anything suspicious while I was gone Valentine?” Bastion asks.
Valentine hesitated, acting like he was thinking, what could he say to keep him safe, then it hit him. “I came to see her yesterday to make sure she was okay. As I was leaving, I saw a car pulling up. I figured it was her brother who she said was coming to stay with her. When I came to check on her this morning she was gone. I figured she had left with her brother somewhere.”
Bastion wanted to believe him and for the most part he did, but something felt off for him. Right now, though that didn't matter. What mattered was putting his love to rest again...
The funeral took a huge toll on everyone especially by, Bastion, Vincenzo, and Giovanni. She was loved by all of them and they would miss her. Bastion did consider the others lucky, after so many years they would be dead and their grief would end unlike his. After the funeral things felt very bleak. Life had gone to s**t again but at least this time he didn't have to wait for her by himself.
A year or so passed and Valentine couldn't take it anymore he needed to know. One day as they were sitting around drinking a vintage bottle of wine Valentine brought up the subject.
“Seb I got to know something. The day you found her, you said that you couldn't lose her again. What did you mean by that?” He asked.
Bastion took a drink and then answered carefully, “This isn't the first time I've fallen in love and married her. We both met the very first time over a thousand years ago. She was the daughter of the Pharaoh of Egypt; I was his advisor and I knew the moment I laid eyes on her she was my soulmate. We fell in love and married; we even had a child. But our child died and then on Bastet's twenty-first birthday, she was bitten by an Egyptian Asp, and she died. A few centuries later she was born again, my Constance, I found her again, we married and then she died on her twenty-first birthday of the black plague. I had hoped this time would be different, but it wasn't. Now I must wait again, for who knows how long for her to be reborn, just so we can have a few years of happiness until I lose her again.” Bastion tells him.
Valentine wasn't sure what to say and he wondered to himself. If he could get rid of Bastion, he could take his place when she was reborn and have her for himself. There was one though who had seen what he had done that night.
Not long after Valentine left, Bastion was paid a visit by his father Anubis. “Third times a charm.” Anubis says as he takes a sit next to Bastion.
Bastion looks at him, “Father come to gloat in my misery?” He asks feeling emotionally drained.
Anubis chuckles, “No Radames I came to tell you what I have seen.”
“What do you mean?” Bastion asks softly.
“That friend of yours is no friend. He shot Bastet, then violated her body for the better part of the night, before shooting her in the head and burying her in that hole. The poor thing, it seems her deaths get worse and worse every time. Yet you could prevent it by telling her the truth.” Anubis tells him.
Bastion lets what his father said sink in. And then he makes a call as his father leaves with a smile on his face.
Valentine gets the call from Bastion and hurries over to find out what's going on...
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