Destiny

Chapter 9. Dreams

I hate my anger management therapist for making me keep a journal. I would have killed him for even suggesting that I, the all powerful King and sole ruler of hell keep a journal but it gets old after a while. Killing him I mean. I honestly cannot count how many times I've killed the bloody demon. I told Jason I don't need therapy but he still insisted. I'm the freaking devil for hell's sake. I shouldn't have to manage my anger, I should embrace it.

"My Lord, your brother Jason asked to see you. He seems mad" one of my demons said.

Kat was drawn out of the book when she felt that same feeling of being watched. Seriously in the bathroom?

"Okay now you're just a pervert. I'm taking a bath you freak!" She exclaimed angrily.

"That's why I'm here Kitty Kat" he replied. She jumped in shock. She didn't expect him to answer. The only words he had spoken so far to her was bad.

"Oh so no creepy one word or sudden bursts of anger?" She mocked.

"Yeah it gets boring" he said.

"Who are you and what do you want with me?"

"None of your business" he said smugly. She could swear she heard it in his voice.

"It is my business! It's my fucking bathroom!" She pulled a towel out from under her head and thought about how she'd get out of the covering that the bubbles provided her without him seeing her. But before she could do anything he said, "Oops, gotta go" and the feeling immediately vanished. He was gone. Again, she pushed the memory to the back of her mind instinctively. She finished her bath and went to bed with Bub's diary.

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Kat was running after her again. She had to kill her. There was no question about that. She deserved to die and she deserved the honor of taking her life from her. Suddenly, she fell. Kat laughed. The chase was over. She couldn't run anymore. She pounced on her and instead of using the blade which she held in her right hand, she sank her fangs into the girl's throat. The blood flowed freely into her mouth and she felt euphoric. When the blood stopped flowing so freely she sucked to get more in. She could feel the girl thrashing and that only added to the joy she felt. She dislodged her teeth to take in air she didn't need. The girl stared at her, almost completely lifeless. She blinked and suddenly her own bright green eyes stared back at her.

"Kat!" Her mom's voice brought her out of her dream and she shoved her aside as she ran to the bathroom. She knelt beside the toilet and proceeded to empty all the contents of her stomach. Her mom held her hair back as she threw up. She probably thought she was hungover.

After washing her face with cold water, she proceeded to lay in her mother's lap and sulk.

"Karen shouldn't have let you drink so much" her mom said for the hundredth time. Kat groaned.

"For the last time Mom, the alcohol didn't cause the dream, I've been having them since I was fourteen"

"Yeah but it was worse today. You sure you don't have a headache?"

"If I say I do will you let me stay in bed all day?" Kat asked. Her mom laughed.

"I would love to sweetie but King Cain is here to see you. He said it's important" Kat sighed.

"Can I go see him in my pajamas?" She asked.

"Sweetie that is mine and Karen's King. Please treat him with respect"  Kat sighed and got up.

"Fine I'll take a quick shower, get dressed and meet you guys downstairs in ten" she said.

About ten minutes later give or take five minutes, okay give five minutes, she threw on low waisted skinny jeans and a black tshirt with Penny Wise on the front and her signature black ankle boots. She let her hair flow down her back in it's wild curls because she didn't have the energy to try to tame it.