Beyond His Evil

Twenty Three

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It has been forty minutes and sixteen seconds since I asked Devon to leave. He had requested that I call him when I was decent, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. How could I face him after he had seen me naked?

Taking a deep breath and feeling my heart race, I called out his name.

Silence.

"Devon," I repeated.

Still nothing. I swallowed nervously, about to call his name again when he suddenly appeared on my bed. I couldn't comprehend how he could hear me and appear right where I was. There were many things about him that I didn't understand.

But that's why you should read the book, I pushed the thought away.

"I'm sorry Kira, I didn't know..." he began.

I interrupted him, "It's okay."

I really didn't want to discuss it.

"Do you need anything?" I asked, "Why did you come to my room?"

He remained silent. I was still angry at him, and I had no intention of hiding it. "I haven't seen Evelyn all day. If she's who you're looking for, then..."

"I'm not here for Evelyn," he cut me off.

We stayed quiet for a while, and because I cared about him too much, I asked, "Are you okay?"

His voice was so down. I wondered how badly the craziness at the village had affected him.

"Devon, look at me."

He complied, and I immediately noticed the deeper shade of his eyes. They were the darkest I had ever seen them, and I fought the urge to step back.

"What's wrong?" I asked softly, trying to keep my composure.

"My existence."

His words saddened me and I shook my head. "There is nothing wrong with you?"

"Can you come here?" he asked, extending his hand.

I swallowed and placed my hand in his. He easily covered it with his larger one and guided me until I was standing between his legs. He placed my hands on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head against my stomach. I swallowed again.

"I want you closer," he said, tapping his lap, "Can you sit here?"

I blinked twice, taken aback, but I let him pull me closer, and I proceeded to straddle him, placing each leg on either side of his body. I rested my arms on his shoulders, and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me even closer and burying his face in my neck.

"You soothe me,"he confessed. "Relax Kira," he urged, his tone lighter.

I hadn't realized how tense I was until he spoke those words. I tried to relax, but it was difficult. We stayed like that for a while until he broke the silence.

"It didn't mean anything," he said, his voice slightly muffled against my neck.

He moved his face away, but his arms remained around me. I immediately noticed that his eyes were now a calmer shade of red, not as intense as before but still better.

"I'm so sorry, Kira," he began, "I wasn't thinking at the time."

Oh! I moved my face away from his, and he cupped the side of my face almost instantly, guiding it back to face him.

"It didn't mean anything..."

"Devon, you really don't need to apologize for anything, I don't..."

He cut me off, "The only reason I made you sleep was because..." He paused, shook his head, "I'm not going to give you the whole 'I'm a demon' speech anymore because you deserve better than that. I'm so sorry I was..."