It had been years since Bela had been dragged to hell, by hell hounds or as they were better known invisible vicious minions of hell, she had seen the actions of hell hounds numerous times before as they sought their vengance on numerous different people and yet nothing could have prepared her for the pain that was to be felt as her body was slowly devoured by something she couldnt even see, her killer was invisible it was like something out of a horror movie and yet that was simply the story of her life. Ten years prior to her death way back when she had been known as little Abbie Lagosi she entered into a deal with a demon wearing the meat suit of an adorable innocent blonde child. The deal was simple she would take care of her parents for her and it wouldnt cost her anything not for ten whole years. At the time she had made it seem like nothing after all when did she need one little soul? what even was a soul? and yet it wasnt until she had grown up that she had realised the deal she had made had serious strings attatched strings that would catch up on her and take what was owed to the red eyed little girl after all she had held up her end of the deal by offing her parents in a car crash allowing her to become orphaned in order to flee town and never look back.
As sureal as it sounded Abbie wasnt some sadistic serial killer in the making offing her parents for kicks or as many people in the future were lead to believe riches she did it for a completely different reason , one which she refused to talk about because to her it was a dark time of her life she had done everything to forget. Abbie now known as Bela had been sexually assaulted by her own father when she was a child he repeatedly raped her over and over again even as she cried and begged him to stop he never did , she would dread night fall because all it took was the sound of her door knob turning to signify that it was all about to happen again and it did EVERY SINGLE NIGHT until finally she had built up the courage to tell her mother who shot down the alligations claiming her own daughter to be a liar and an attention seeker. It was those actions that had led them to their untimely deaths and yet as sadistic as it sounded this was probably the only thing she had done that she knew she would never regret no matter what the consequences. Hell for Bela had alternated between being some demons plaything on the rack or being forced to relive her worst nightmare on repeat, frankly that was something she hadn’t expected due to the simple fact when you think of hell you think of fire and demons , endless eternity of torture and pain what she hadn’t bargained for though was the emotional torture it inflicted on her.
Hell had known her inside out stealing the worst memory’s from her un talked about childhood and using them against her in the cruelest way possible. Every second of everyday her past played on a loop before she knew it she was fourteen sitting in her bed trembling as her father forced himself upon her she could feel his breathe hot on her neck the smell of whiskey and cigars strong on his breathe as he uttered hush warnings in her ear of what would happen had she told anyone what was going on. The lines between reality and imagination quickly disappeared traumatising her in the worst way possible.
The worst part about being free from hell was that she should’ve been celebrating the fact that she was once again a walking, talking person but instead she couldn’t due to the simple fact she was too busy constantly looking over her shoulder in search of whatever had been strong enough to free her from eternal damnation.