The In Between (Demon Reigns x reader)

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Maybe she could get baptized, that worked didn't it? Roman wouldn't want anything to do with her after she did that. Maybe if she started to attend church, read the Bible, pray often and wear rosaries she would be everything the devil couldn't stand.

She showered and put on a new outfit before she left, she left some research and found a shop in town they sold some very strange items, from the website she read online the owner claimed to be psychic and she performed readings for free.

This may be the remedy.

Y/N wasn't positive that it would work but she was going to try. Even if that meant asking for help from someone. The shop was hidden from the streets but Y/N had no problem in finding it. It was located in a small brick building with a red flashing sign on the door that read OPEN and she saw some customers walking in and out.

Y/N parked her Honda, grabbed her purse and got out feeling nervous. Her palms was covered in sweat and her stomach felt full with butterflies. She wanted to run back to the car and never look back but she knew that she was brave and strong enough to do this, she wouldn't let herself walk away from something that could possibly help her.

The bell above the door dinged when she walked in but no one paid attention, which she was glad they didn't. There was so much junk in here, shelves and shelves of creepy unknown things and creepy books titled in a language she couldn't read. Any other day she would believe that this was all fake, that it was all to deceive the ones who would buy it and believe that it was real, but today was different. She believed it was real.

Y/N wandered around the store, observing in silence. She saw very odd things in cloudy jars, very old books, dead small animals in bottles and candles and cards.

"What is all of this?" Y/N whispered to herself.

"Can I help you child?"

Y/N looked over her shoulder to see an elderly woman standing beside her with a warming smile on her round face. She had long silver hair and green eyes, she was short and slender and she wore a black dress, which Y/N called it a witch dress. She looked strange but seemed very friendly.

"Um..." Y/N paused. Her mother always taught her to ask for help when she was in a situation she couldn't get herself out of. "I need help. I don't know what to do honestly."

The elderly woman saw the look of fear in her eyes and her smile faded away, now she was concerned for this girl. "Follow me, you can tell me all about it."

Y/N followed her to a room in the back where a round table set in the center of the floor with a spotlight hanging above it, illuminated multiple chairs sitting around it. The rest of the room was completely gloomy, so she wondered what else was in here.

"You're not going to believe me."

"You would be surprised." The woman giggled. "Take a seat and tell me what you need help with."

Y/N sat down and they stared at each other in silence for a moment, she didn't know how to explain this and not sound utterly insane but she guessed she would have to try her best.

"What if I told you that the devil came to me this morning?"

The woman inhaled and exhaled peacefully. "I believe in stronger beings and portals to worlds we will probably never see. I have seen possessions and the supernatural my whole life, I grew up seeing it. So I do believe you, but what is he fantasized by?"

"He said that he's drawn to me, that I have the other half of his soul because of God. He said that he's tried to kill me but he can't hurt me and that we're stuck together. I don't want half of his soul, I don't want anything to do with him. Please!" Y/N cried then she grasped the woman's hand. "Please help me!"