She stared at the floor for a minute, looking thoughtful. Then, she looked at me with a different feeling, one I didn't make out.—And you've dealt with all this alone? —She inquired. Her question made her feel a strange weight in her stomach. I didn't say anything, but my silence was enough for her to know that it was true. Because…? “She,” she slowly shook her head. Why didn't you tell someone?A brief laugh assailed me.—Claire, did you tell your mother that a demon had taken over your body?"Yes," he replied in a bitter tone. And he took me to a fucking psychologist."Exactly," I murmured, grimacing. How could I talk about this with anyone else? Do you know what it could mean for anyone to learn that demons and Hell really exist?His lips pressed together into a tight line. She gave a sigh that didn't seem to calm her at all."This is so fucked up," he muttered.I nodded my head. That was undeniable."I don't want you to feel indebted to me," I said. As you see, this goes beyond w
He couldn't affirm that there were true feelings within them , no matter how much it seemed that way.It was raining when I left Claire's house. However, the precipitation was so light that my clothes were barely damp when I arrived home. I had little time for serenity. Just an hour later, and while watching television with my parents on the couch, I was able to recognize an icy presence that manifested itself in the residence.A chill ran down my spine when I managed to distinguish who it belonged to.Immediately, I almost ran to my room, the precise place from which the energy emanated. I had to accept that I wasn't that surprised when I saw her, but I did notice a strange flutter in my chest that I didn't want to interpret.Akhliss was lying freely on my bed, spread out comfortably as if it were hers, with the red-eyed puppy—who was supposed to be in the yard—resting on her stomach while she petted him. I couldn't tell if her rude intrusion into my room made me happy for not having
—Shit, it's true! —She interrupted me, opening her eyes wide and raising her eyebrows in an exaggerated expression of feigned discovery—. It's true that I can't feel the same thing that a human feels, I'm practically like an empty sculpture that doesn't conceive a single fucking feeling. But don't worry, after all, I am a demon without a single trace of goodness .An unknown shadow crossed his gaze as he said that last bit. I looked at her strangely for a few seconds, while her expression changed to an impassive one. Suddenly, as realization finally settled into my brain, a wave of anger filled my system.I didn't need her to say anything else to understand that she had eavesdropped on my conversation with Claire."Will you stop monitoring every damn thing I do?" —I mumbled through clenched teeth, in a tremendous effort not to raise my voice.Akhliss took a deep breath and stood up, setting the puppy down on the bed. He looked up at my face and I saw something very similar to anger th
"Akhliss..." I mumbled, but I didn't know how to keep my anger down. The way her face had altered, how real the feelings were on her face... They almost managed to convince me that none of her words were lies. "I d-don't know what to think anymore," I admitted with a gasp. I feel like everything they say and is written about you is bullshit."And it is," he replied, still not looking at me, as he paced slowly around my room. It's all bullshit, because they have very broad and specific information, but they still maintain other wrong questions. Humans know so little about us, and assume anything too easily…” She walked over to my desk and ran a hand over it, examining my belongings with a thoughtful air. And the worst thing is that they blame us for their own mistakes. You guys are bad too. They use the stupid excuse of "The devil got into him" to commit the most terrible acts. And yes, sometimes it's true, but most of the time we don't even try. Among you there are also liars, pedophi
Far from feeling distressed by what he said about him, I was stunned. Impressed as hell. Well, yes, I also had a slight pain in my chest, and I was affected. But more than anything I was confused by the other thing. I needed to know exactly what he meant.I dug my nails into my palms, and walked towards my bed. I sat on the mattress with some nervousness, positioning myself closer to her. Akhliss didn't look at me, instead he tilted his head further away from me, moving his chair a little in the process.She wasn't sure her intention was sensible. But she was talking without her even having to make an effort, and she seemed to be being quite open. And, beyond mere curiosity, she had a strange feeling inside me that demanded I know about it.“Azazziel said your son's death was his fault,” I muttered cautiously, trying to be as tactful as possible. He didn't know how much this matter affected Akhliss.I felt him tense up completely, as if just hearing that was something unpleasant. I fe
I pursed my lips, immersed to the core of my mind by his own memories. By that point, Akhliss had her head bowed and her eyes dull, fixed on the ground; He no longer showed the excessive anger he had just shown, but now he looked so dejected that I appreciated in me the strong instinct to say anything to make him look the same as always again."But, of course, that only persisted until he matured and no longer needed anyone to take care of him," she explained, her voice no longer strong. I spent many years subjected to the ordeal that his death left me with. But it had to continue existing, however it could; hurting to try to feelsomething; taking away people's energy for the sheer pleasure of it; causing disasters for fun... When this thing with you started, something that I wouldn't know how to explain to you seemed to emerge from the deepest hidden place in me. And although I know I made mistakes at the beginning, immediately it was as if... whatever that was, I lived with the perm
But then, his body vanished into the air with the speed of a blink.An almost painful chill ran through my system, from my hand to my feet, as I stretched out my arm to try to prevent his departure. The tips of my fingers felt the trail of dark smoke that left his body before it vanished, so cold that it was as if it had been ice vapor.The weight of his words fell on my shoulders the moment I was alone in my room.I remained still for several minutes, stunned, with my breathing a little accelerated and my mind completely blank. Knowing absolutely nothing what to think about tonight. Without certainty about who was right, who was the true martyr, or who felt real pain. Convinced that Claire was right, but also disturbed by Akhliss's confession.And also full of nostalgia, because something inside me told me that maybe I would never see her again.I was vaguely aware of sitting back up in bed, because my body was acting on its own, without receiving commands from my brain. My thoughts
I rubbed my face with both hands in a gesture of frustration. Despite my tiredness, I sensed that sleep had already left my system, so I headed to the bathroom to wash my face. The cold water managed to clear my mind completely, but then I paid attention to my image in the mirror. I looked at my eyes swollen from sleep, with irises black as coal... The same color as those of the man in my memory.I put my face in my hands, upset and confused. Should I tell the demons that too? Was it relevant? Or was it better to keep it to myself? I sighed. I went down to the first floor, directly towards the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator for a bottle of mineral water, and drank until I felt the coldness of the liquid going down my throat and into my stomach. I pressed the cold plastic bottle against my cheek, because the oppressive heat of the nightmare was still suffocating me.And as I sank into my indecision, debating against myself whether or not I should contact any of the demons to talk t