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"You're a fucking bitch!" he bellowed angrily. Who do you think you are?!A tiny red cross was marked on her forehead, and her chest had heaved just as much as mine. I watched as she tried to pick up her arms to get rid of the restraints, and I hurried to reach into her bag again. When she saw what I pulled out, her eyes widened again."Not true," he muttered in surprise, looking at how she was holding the bottle of holy water.-What's your name? I demanded.He let out a growl."The one I'll write with a knife to your throat, witch!"I uncovered the bottle, without any consideration.-Who are you?-No no! Hey…” Fortuitously, the anger vanished from his features, he smiled and used a much more pleasant tone. Look, I see we got off to a bad start, I accept that. But let me stay here another couple of days, and this will all be over! I promise! Do you think this bitch cares if you save her? You want to die! Her," she assured, laughing. He told me so many times, Amy."Shut up," I mumbled,
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"Think about it, girl," he insisted.The last thing I saw was her smile, before the door came between us.On the stairs, we heard another scream from Claire, and Joane, ahead of me, let out a sorrowful groan."The damn treatment is supposed to help him." I heard her speak so softly, I wasn't sure if it was for me or her. She's supposed to be able to live with it. She—she reached the living room and plopped down on the sofa. But she's getting worse every day...Her voice cracked and she covered her eyes, letting out a weary sigh."Did a father come today?" I inquired cautiously.She raised her face to frown at me."Father Kenae, yes," she replied, confused. How do you know?—M-my mother told me… And did he…? I pursed my lips, not sure how to phrase the question. I mean, are you sure she has… well, schizophrenia?"Of course," he said with a certain austere note."And what did the father say?" I insisted. Did he see something strange in Claire? Something... different from the disease?—F
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I covered my face with my hands in a weary gesture, and sighed. The burden that I felt was so enormous, that by a stupid impulse more than anything else, I opened my mouth."There…" I bit my lip, feeling a lump grow in my throat. There is a person who needs help. And I… I have the possibility to help her, but that implies that she must risk something… vital ."What did you get yourself into?" I didn't miss the note of bewilderment in his voice, and then I realized that he had made a mistake. He wasn't going to understand if I didn't tell him the truth.And obviously he couldn't."Forget it," I repeated.I heard a long sigh from him.“Look, I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but you can't risk that much for anyone. You have to think about yourself, okay?I removed my hands from my face and looked at him with a frown. He sighed again and then disappeared down the hall, saying nothing more. I hugged myself, and wished I could be more like my brother.This Claire thing, bein
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Or even knew if he would return.My brother actually seemed confused, probably for the same reason as my parents. He looked at me sullenly for a moment, then he sighed and put his hands in his pocket. He couldn't refuse, that was the agreement I had reached with my parents when I bought it from them, that when I needed it, he would provide it to me without protest."Not a scratch," he warned, tossing my keys into the air, which I caught by sheer luck.I nodded and turned on my heel.“Amy,” he called to me before leaving his room, “be careful, okay?I wrinkled my nose and had the urge to ask him if he was sick, but I didn't have time for that.When I closed the front door behind me and found myself there, on my front porch, with no people around me, the cold outside making me shiver and my stomach clench, I stood still.I slowly brought my left arm up to my mouth, with the damn bracelet on. I closed my eyes tightly, feeling a devastating rejection of my intentions, and an almost intole
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"This car smells like sex," Azazziel commented under his breath.I continued to look out the passenger window, arms crossed over my chest, and ignored him, just as I had been doing for the entire trip. He hadn't looked at her since I got in the car. I didn't even turn around or say anything as he started the engine and sped off as quickly and recklessly as if we were in a street race.Just being in the same small space next to him was unbearable. A thousand feelings of loathing and rejection sprang up toward him, even more than he already felt. He didn't understand his callousness, coldness, and utter indifference to the fact that I'd just traded my own soul for him to save a life, because he wasn't able to do it of his own free will. Because he didn't care in the slightest if a human soul was lost to a demon."Should I stay away?" I asked in a whisper, just because I needed to know before I got there."No need," he replied listlessly, and I nodded.The silence lasted until I told him
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My chest clenched at the grotesque memory.I didn't know exactly what Azazziel wanted to check, so I focused on the only thing that mattered to me: the girl tied to his bed, who appeared to be fast asleep. She seemed to be that some time between yesterday and today she had been untied, since she had new injuries on her face, as well as on her arms. Her mouth was slightly open and a soft sound—similar to small growls—emanated from her lips."C-Claire?" I muttered.Disappointment and anger washed over me the moment her eyes snapped open, and I saw that her pupils were yellow. Now she was not wearing the glasses.When he recognized me, a smug smile spread across his face."Ah, Amy…" he murmured in a guttural tone that dripped with desire . My stomach turned. How nice to see you again… Or should I say appetizing?He licked his lips. I had to remind myself that this wasn't really the demon's face, but Claire's, to keep from spitting on her.-What's happening? Aren't you happy to see me? —
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Hearing "yesterday" , Azazziel's eyes traveled to my face in a sudden movement. I noticed the glimmer of deep anger in his gesture at my disobedience, but all I did was look away from him in response."She won't do anything to you," he assured her, returning his attention to the demon. The anger was evident even in her voice."Is she your concubine?"I opened my eyes wide. It almost gives me another chill."It's more…like my pet." Azazziel took another step and then I stepped back so that they were both much closer and I was almost up against the wall. Look, Mabrax, as much as I'd like to keep talking to you, I'm afraid you've got to get your dirty ass out of there.For a couple of seconds, there was a deathly silence in the room, until a thunderous laugh from the demon inside Claire broke it.—And there they say you don't like to joke!However, Azazziel's eyes narrowed, maintaining an austere expression.“It's not a joke, Mabrax.The glee in the other demon's smile slowly began to
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- And shit! Mabrax roared, trying to claw at his arms and hit him. Get away, you son of a bitch!Azazziel muttered something in a very low tone, and in what seemed to be a strange language. Smoke still billowing from her forehead, Claire's body spasmed in response to those words. He put the rosary aside, and then I saw the little bottle of holy water in his hand.Mabrax's eyes widened and he shook his head, trying even harder to fight. However, he seemed to be so exhausted, he didn't put up enough of a fight when Azazziel shoved the bottle into his mouth. Quite a bit of the clear liquid leaked from the corners, and I could hear the gargling at his resistance to swallowing the contents.Even so, when Azazziel took the bottle from him, there was hardly any of the water in it anymore. The same white smoke that caused the rosary also sprang from inside her mouth now.At that moment, Claire—the demon—began to cough violently.I was alarmed when, with each contraction of his body, he began
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And the edge of the weapon slid across my skin. I felt the pain as my flesh split open, but I didn't waste any time. I held my hand in the air, over the small mound, so that the drops of blood would fall on it. I stood up and appreciated what I had done. Everything looked like a mess, not at all neat or orderly. It looked like the strange things that weird cults did, it looked like the kind of thing I would never have done before. Then I would take care of cleaning… If I managed to get out of this successfully.I swallowed hard, before taking the book in my hands. My heart pounded against my ribs, but my breathing was slow and labored.«In this way, I invoke you, Demon Alocer, master of black magic. I conjure you. Come and manifest yourself here and now, within this temple that I have prepared for you . They were the words that the book indicated to be able to call him, the appropriate ones to invoke the demon. She wasn't sure I could do it well. I read the inscription, first in my mi
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Nat put his weight on one leg, tapping his foot on the ground. She was still waiting for my response."I have an interview on Monday," I told him, and I couldn't help but smile.Her eyes widened, surprised. A pang of nervousness went through me just remembering it."Oh..." he whispered in surprise.We went our separate ways, I stayed on the couch while she went upstairs and stayed upstairs for a while. When she returned to the living room, I raised my eyebrows as I took in the tight, shiny black dress she was wearing, paired with smoky makeup and tall boots that reached above her knees.She stood in front of me and turned around so I could see her completely.-You can see it well?"Oh, yes," I agreed. I cleared my throat, reflecting the enormous surprise that invaded me. So... you're going out, huh? —I prayed that the enthusiasm hadn't come through too much in my voice.This was the opportunity I had been waiting for for weeks.He nodded smiling.“You should go with me,” he said, a ne
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I pursed my lips and felt like hitting myself. Nat gave a light, gentle laugh."It's true," I agreed quietly, avoiding looking at him."Your dog is great, girls," he said with a certain touch of emotion that seemed childish to me, "he looks like a real wolf.""It's yours," Nat said, pointing his thumb at me.—Do you mind if I pet him? —Dave asked me.Alexander gave a guttural snort and stepped away, hiding behind me."He's not very friendly," I murmured, slanting my lips apologetically, and he nodded with a slight grimace of feigned horror. He turned to take a look at Diana, who still hadn't finished shopping, and he looked at me again. Her dark eyebrows drew together in a clearly confused expression."Excuse me," he said, flashing a nervous smile, one of those so typical of him, "I think it will sound silly, but... do we know each other from somewhere?" “I feel…” He pursed his lips. I feel like we've seen each other before.The serenity disappeared from me as soon as a strange pang c
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My mood was not the happiest no matter how much I tried to change it, mostly because of Nat, since lately she was very determined to scold me if she saw me sad. And she didn't do it in a kind way, since she always related my despondent state to the fact that we had already spent a little over a month without knowing anything at all about the three demons. She got angry when she saw me down and she said that she couldn't be like this, not because of them . Likewise, he also took the enormous job of making sure he never left me alone anywhere.Sometimes I caught her staring at the ground or into the distance while we were doing something, and I knew perfectly well that she was thinking about Khaius. However, when she realized that he was looking at her, she would quickly start talking about whatever. I never saw her cry, apart from the first day when she decorated the kitchen wall with coffee, as if she wanted me to believe that she got over it very easily. But she knew her too well, a
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-Are you ready? —Nat asked me.I looked at her with a sunken brow.-You are?She pursed her lips slightly. I saw that the clenched fist she was holding in the air trembled a little."Of course," he answered, but he knew her well enough to detect a note of hesitation in her voice. Come on, at the same time.I nodded.I also extended one arm in front of me, holding the leather bracelet that I once acquired for ordinary purposes, like any other person who buys jewelry, but that I came to use to summon nothing more and nothing less than a true demon.We counted to three out loud, but the first to open her hand was Nat. I noticed her fingers part to drop the rune-engraved silver ring that Khaius had given her, so she could summon him whenever she wanted. A second later, I imitated her and, with my heart hammering as if I were the one who was going to jump from this tremendous height onto the pedestrian bridge where we were, I noticed a dizzying sensation in her stomach.The high meters of
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And if my feelings were, then so was Asmodeus and his promise to see us again.I looked at my hands, which now looked as ordinary as they had always been. At this point, after experiencing for myself the kind of things I was capable of, and even though it seemed uncomfortable, strange and improbable, I had to consider the possibility that maybe I wasn't human. Not at all. But if I looked at it from another perspective than I had done this time, maybe that wasn't the most important thing. Because how different could humans be from angels and demons? If we were all originated by the same being, were we deep down so different from each other?The difference was that we had a choice. I could choose.I clenched my fists tightly as I stood up and, taking a deep breath, squared my shoulders.The obsession that they always had, the doubt of my origin, that which dominated them so much was really not interesting at all. For me, not anymore. Because what did matter was what he could do with thi
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I didn't realize that Alexander had followed me into the room until I heard his moans. The pitiful sound he emitted managed to bring me out of the rage I was immersed in, and he made me open my eyes. Then, a gasp of pure shock and horror left my lips.My fingers opened and dropped the flower I was previously holding, now in a strange, misshapen and blackish shred from which a row of gray smoke seemed to be coming out.But what…?Even with my eyes filled with tears, I was able to see the faint trace of what appeared to be real smoke emanating from the palms of my hands. I didn't believe it. It couldn't be possible. Either my own sense was deceiving me, or in the end I did end up losing my mind.However, the image disappeared from my sight as soon as panic overwhelmed me.The active part of my brain made me react and I stood up. Out of pure instinct rather than anger, I stepped several times on the black flower from which a faint smoke was emanating. A strong smell burned my nose. The s
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I left the room and closed the door carefully, slowly, with a lump forming in my throat. Then, with a heavy heart and low spirits, I walked to my bedroom. Even without having entered, I already knew that I would feel much worse.I would have loved to be able to walk into my own room and be calm, to feel like I was in my personal refuge, somewhere protected and safe from the world. But it was not like that. My chest squeezed violently when I looked from the threshold at my unmade bed, my old desk with my laptop and a couple of books scattered on top, the closet, a couple of clothes thrown away and everything else, as messy as it always used to be... I hadn't even made it a month outside, but it felt like years had passed since I last set foot here. Everything was just as I left it, nothing had moved from its place.So when my eyes eventually came across the nightstand that sat on the side of my bed, I froze. I felt a stream of ice run down my back. And, in the next second, a gasp escap
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It didn't take long when, immersed in my own bubble of silence and anguish, I managed to hear Anthony's footsteps down the stairs. I closed my eyes tightly, not feeling ready to face him or face whatever he wanted to say, and I stayed very still. However, not a single word came out of his mouth. He just approached and sat down carefully and silently in a corner of the sofa where I was, next to my head.Anthony didn't learn much; In fact, I didn't tell him anything at all. I didn't have to give him any explanation, he didn't make an effort to find out what he had done those two weeks that I wasn't home. My brother didn't scold me for crying, he didn't tell me that he was an idiot for trusting the wrong guy, nor did he make fun of me like he used to do with every mistake he made. He just ran his fingers through my hair for a long time, like my mother used to do with us when we were children and needed her attention.That gesture alone was enough for me to start crying uncontrollably, so
