His dark side

Chapter 3

Opening his eye, Daemon finds himself laid on his bed covered with blankets. A cloth bandage was wrapped around his head reminding him of his fall.

Damn... his head still hurt a lot. 

The lights were dimmed and he could vaguely see a figure of a girl beside his bed with her face over her arms in a sleeping posture.

Scarlett?

Trying to get up, he finds his hands entangled in hers. To avoid waking her up, he tries to free himself from her strong grasp slowly, but fails.

What the hell...

This was not part of his plan. All Daemon wanted was to take out her eyeball after the pills had done their effect. This way he could work without any disturbances or screams.

But... everything is ruined now.

His throat felt a little dry, and he lets out a somewhat-loud cough to clear it up. 

The figure beside his bed moves saying "Daemon... are you awake?"

Feeling slightly uncomfortable with their clasped hands, Daemon's tilts his head off to the side. After a few seconds he sighs "Yes."

"You had been asleep for a day." With her voice shaking, Scarlett continues, "I thought I lost you."

Tears start forming in her eyes when they finally stream down her face as she couldn't hold back anymore. Sobbing, she buries her face in her arms and whispers, "Please don't do this to me again, Daemon."

'You wouldn't be crying for him if you knew what he was about to do to you,' a voice inside his mind speaks. 

And suddenly, something occupies his heart making him feel weak till his knees. 

Guilt.

Maybe because, it was the first time someone was crying not due to him causing them pain, but, because he was hurt.

Neglect they had shown, when they saw his face, like he was some psychopath. Some looked with contempt as if he didn't belong in this world, while others with disgust. 

Yes, there were a few who pitied him, but nobody ever made the attempt to make him feel less alone than he already was.

The person whom he had trusted the most had betrayed him and did something so sadistic that only the heartless would do.

And here there was, a girl whom he just met, the one that that was about to get her eye ripped off through his hands... she was crying for him.

Finally, Scarlett lifts her head revealing her swollen eyes and sore face. Daemon observes her for a moment but quickly averts his eyes away.

He couldn't stand her. Every passing second of her presence, his heart felt heavier and heavier.

"Scarlett," he eventually speaks. "You should go home."

Those emotions that were bursting inside him, he didn't want to feel them and with Scarlett around, it'd be impossible to suppress them.

He was Daemon, they guy who was keen on getting revenge for his condition. The one who took out the eyes of animals mercilessly. Someone who didn't feel any emotion besides hate and anger.

However, here he was, filled with regret. Regret for thinking of hurting this girl.

"Please Daemon, let me stay," Scarlett pleads. "I want to stay here until you get better. I promise not to be a bother."

Her face resembling pure innocence and that guilt... he didn't feel like disappointing her. But...  

Fighting between his heart which said yes whereas his mind, no, he finally croaks "ok."