Soulless eyes.

Chapter 16

And it just doesn't seem right, was it really your time?
Are we dreaming?
We'll never let go of you.
Wish you were here, but it's becoming clear,
that Earth's just not the place for an angel like you.

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2 years and a half ago...

Matt and the guys came back to school as well as Scott and things got back to 'normal'. They continued bullying me, making Scott's fists clench every time in anger. He'd always get angry on them for doing what they were doing to me but I told him to try to ignore it. It wasn't worth it, getting mad at someone because they hurt me, I hurt myself worse then they did.

My mom almost killed me once. When I came home from school she was there, not at a bar like she'd usually be, and she instantly started yelling at me and kicking me when I entered the door. She probably had a bad day, but that bad day became my worst day. She'd beaten me till blood then took me to the hospital, inventing a story there. Apparently, when I came home from school I looked this way and I couldn't know to tell her who did this so she hurried me there, what a fucking original story. But the hospital bought the story and I just stayed there over night, happy that I was away from her, so she could calm down at least a bit before I came home the next day, which wasn't so much better.

Devily, well she became a bit distant. She'd spend as little time with me per day as possible but I could always still feel her close to me, watching me closely, making me feel dizzy all the time. I felt empty without her, well, emptier than before. Every time I saw her I took advantage of that, I'd always steal a kiss before she'd vanish in the thin air in front of my eyes. It was hard this way and it made my heart sting, causing emotional pain, the kind of pain I always tried covering and she always helped me cover, but now she was made me feel it just by discreetly avoiding me...

I stole Alicia's cigarettes one evening and lit one. As the smoke entered my lungs I understood why people did it. It relaxed me in that little moment. My first cigarette and surely not my last as I smoked another one and another one after that, polluting the air but not caring as much as I some people would have. I was just developing more bad habits daily and for me it was just perfect, another friend on my collection of self-destroying methods...

Now, I was at school. I stayed after the classes were over with Scott in the small music room the school owned. Apparently Scott could play guitar very well and while he played I just listen softly to him and his voice, my mind full of thoughts of Devily.

"How did you like it?" Scott asked, breaking me from my little trance. I looked up at him and smiled.

"You play guitar really well, I love music and the way you play. I wish I could play guitar too." I actually knew how to play guitar but not as good as him. I wished I could have a guitar to play and a quiet place where I could always go and focus on music and nothing else, but that couldn't happen.

"I can teach you!" he said excitedly and gave me the guitar.

"No, no it's ok reall-"

"Shut up and let me do something that'd make you happy" and with that I shut up, letting his voice teach me new things I didn't know.

After hours spent there, the guitar in my hands and my finger tips probably bleeding, he had to leave and I told him I'd stay a bit more. I wrote a song with him, he didn't know for who or about who it was but I did and was very nervous about it, I wanted it to be perfect and with what I learned from him I tried making it as good as I could, hopefully succeeding.

The room was silent and I was completely alone. I waited a bit for her to come, I knew she would after not spending the day at all near me, she had to. As I was thinking bout that she appeared directly in front of me, her expression unreadable and her eyes in their demonic form. She moved a bit back on the chair Scott was sitting in minutes ago.

I didn't know how to start playing and not look strange suddenly strumming the guitar and singing so I just simply asked her.

"Do you want to hear a song?" I asked her calmly, mentally preparing myself for her hating it or any possible thing.

'Sure.' she responded in my head.

I slowly started playing the first notes, closed my eyes and imagined I was alone, trying to make it easier as I started singing the words. (A/N: this is the song at the beginning of the chapter only a bit modified)

I think about you every single day.
And every time I see your face, I wake.
And it brings me to tears.
We hadn't spoken in years.

We were close when we were young and naive.
We grew up and we learned other things.
You'll always be sweet 16.

And you will always be perfect,
you'll always be beautiful.
Our hearts, will never forget you.
You didn't belong here,
and it's become so clear why heaven called your name.

I miss you, and it still feels like I know you.
I've got pictures of us side by side to show you.
But it feels like I owe you so much more.

And you will always be perfect,
you'll always be beautiful.
Our hearts, will never forget you.
You didn't belong here,
and it's become so clear why heaven called you name.

And it just doesn't seem right, was it really your time?
Are we dreaming?
We'll never let go of you.
Wish you were here, but it's becoming clear,
that Earth's just not the place for an angel like you.

For an angel like you.

You meant so much to so many.
I'm not quite sure how to do justice to you
if they're ready to say goodbye.
I know I'm not.

You made the news and the paper for days and days,
but it hardly seems fair.
The whole world should know your name.
I want them to know your name.

And you will always be perfect,
you'll always be beautiful.
Our hearts, will never forget you.
You didn't belong here,
and it's become so clear why heaven called your name.

And it just doesn't seem right, was it really your time?
Are we dreaming?
We'll never let go of you.
Wish you were here, but it's becoming clear,
that Earth's just not the place for an angel like you.

And now we, must let you move forward.
Our love lies with you.
Our souls fly with you, Devily.

I was anxious about her reaction. I slowly opened my teary eyes and looked at her, seeing bloody tears fall down her face. I quickly put my guitar down and went back only to be surprised by her lips. When she pulled away I just looked into her still bloody eyes, thinking for a few moments.

"Thank you for the song..." she whispered than hugged me tight.

I hugged her back just as tight "I love you..." I mumbled into her hair and then small silence took over us.

"How do demons cry blood tears if they don't have blood?" I asked, trying to change the subject only to be shocked by her answered, my heart beating miles per second.

"How did I fall in love with you if demons don't have hearts?" she said slowly, her voice genuine.

Because you are both my angel and demon, the demon that got into my head and the angel that got into my heart...

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Uhm hi guys! So, sorry this chapter was shorter than the other ones I think but I didn't really know how to make it longer and not ruin the main idea of it. I hope you enjoy my story even though it's not the best. Anyways, I'm gonna go now. Thank you for reading this story
~Insanity