The End

Chapter One: The Last Day of Life. The First Day of Death

People say pain is two things; Physical and emotional. But for people like me, one thing lead to another and back. Sometimes they can only take so much emotional pain before it turns from emotional to physical pain. They look and look and look and sooner or later their mind becomes a mess. Then, they look at smaller things, sometimes they find a small, lifeless blade laying there... Then it gets dragged across their arms, wrists, thighs, everywhere. Well, I watch as my blood drips from my arm to the floor. It's been three years since what changed me has happened. I'm a junior at Talladega County High School. I pull my uniform on and walk to the door where my boyfriend was waiting in the car to take me to school. I open the door and realize I forgot my jacket. I run upstairs and grab it and put it on, then run to his car. I attempt to button my shirt which is hard due to the fact that my boobs are very large for my age. I have to put up my red hair and cover my greyish blue eyes with sunglasses. Its late August in Alabama, and I'm sweating my ass off in this jacket.
"Baby aren't you hot in that jacket?"
"No I'm not. I'm cold actually."
"Jen, its in the middle of summer in Alabama."
"Mark, I'm fine."
"I'm not stupid, take off your jacket Jen, now!"
I start crying as I take the jacket off. He sees all my scars and fresh cuts. He findles with his bracelet. I see scars buried deep within his wrist.
"Baby, make me a promise." He said as he was pulling over.
"Yes?"
"Baby never cut!"
"I promise."
I got to school and as I walked the corridor. I made it to my class, but I dropped my books and all the students seemed to point and laugh. I skipped the next class and ran home. When I reached my house I sent Mark a text saying 'I love you with my body, heart, and soul to death!' I sat in the tub and got my blades and dragged them down my wrist. I hear running and doors busting open and my name being yelled. Mark opens the bathroom door and screams for an ambulance.
"Jen! Jen please stay awake! I'll save you!"
The ambulance makes it here and I'm rushed to the ER. I die on the way. I try to imagine what is going on.
Mark is sitting down waiting to hear if its too late.
"I'm sorry to bring this to you. But Jen is gone now."
He drops down to his knees crying. "No! My own girl, my own world! I thought you made a promise."
I woke up to a face I've never seen before. Amazing golden blueish green eyes, strong jawline, and tan. I sit up and he moves. He is tall. Kinda muscular, and brown hair that's just the right length.
"Good morning cuite." He said
"Good morning"
"I'm Ken, may I ask how you offed?"
"I'm Jen, what do you mean offed?"
"How did you comimitt?"
"Oh." I show him my wrists.
"What was your reason for offing?"
"Well my life was horrible, I was beaten, raped, and my dad and brother didnt make it any better. My girlfriend was always so sad and depressed, I tried to get her to stop cutting but it didn't work cause I started to. Then one day after my brother raped me. I slit my wrist and here I am."
"Well its basically the same for me. My parents are drunks and drug addicts, they heated me for no reason at all. When I got high with my boyfriend he took advance of me, multiple times."
"Well, welcome to The End."
He kissed me after that. It was well, amazing. I kissed him back. He sat down on the ground, I sat on his lap and kissed him more. He is a really good kisser. After about an hour he stands up and picks me up and pins me against a wall. He starts kissing my lips, then moves down til he gets to my neck. He kisses my neck and bites it. Then he stops and says to be quiet, I do as good and not even a minute later a see this terrifying creature. Tall with scaly skin, black eyes with a red iris. Its lower body changed from lizard-like body to the lower half of a goat. It must not be able to close its mouth due to the fact it has tons of razor sharp teeth, its arms are roughly the size of mine, but the hands have long sharp claws, and it makes a horrible high pitched noise. Then it leaves.
"That's what we call the demons, stay clear of them."
"Ok."
I get one more kiss then we walk to his house. I live with him for now. Four months have pasted its November I assume. He kisses me, hard.
"I'm guessing this means we are together now huh?"
He replies to me with a kiss. Our first month was quite amazing and I learned a lot about him. The second month was nothing but touching and grabbing, the third month had more arguments. But now we are in our fourth month, its sweet and romantic. Its March 12th now, him and I are about to go to sleep but only something isn't just right. Something is different. He puts his arms around me and turns me so I face him. I then lay on my back and he gets on top of me and kisses me. He leans back and I end up in his lap. He takes my shirt off revealing my boobs, he then lays me back down and starts kissing me, starting at my lips, cheek, neck, chest, tummy, thighs and back up. He takes off my pants and rubs my vagina. He is starting to make me wet, he then takes off his shirt and pants, he slips off my panties and starts to play with me more, then he fingers me. He continues til I orgasm. Then he starts moving lower I look to see what he is doing but he won't let me, he pushes me down. Then starts to finger me again, but then I feel him licking me. I start moaning because it feels so amazing. Not long after that I orgasm again. Then he moves back up and he puts the head of his dick right at my opening and just sticks the head in. Then all at once he shoves it in. I moan loudly because it feels so much better. He goes harder and faster. As he keeps going he sits up with me on his lap, I then turn so I'll be able to get on my hands and knees and then we have sex doggy style. He goes deeper. Then he cums. It slightly burns because he has already made me very sore. Then I lay down and I cuddle up next to him and sleep. I wake up before him and I sit on his lap, he is still hard so I sit on his dick which ends up going inside of me, I don't know if it was me moaning, or the fact that his huge dick was inside of my small tight self , but he woke up.