🗻Chapter 18🗻

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Krampus's POV.

Once I got home I put my bags away and rested on the couch. I assume the school called my mother because in a matter of minutes after me arriving home she appeared in the middle of my living room, not having the decency to use the door. "Krampus. What on earth are you doing back home."
"I did what you asked I tried out school, I didn't like it, it wasn't for me, the end"
"I heard from the school you made a girl cry when you left."
"Yeah, so? What about it?" She took in a deep breath and sat next to me before saying
"Why did you make her cry? You hate crying children and you only punish bad kids who wish bad upon the people they care about."

I sat there in silence for a minute before taking a deep breath and speaking "something happened when I was there, something I can't explain.."
"Go on.."
"Well when I was there, with her something just felt right.. I can't explain what but it did and that's why I left"
"Hmm.. I think there's more your not telling me, see now I think, you got yourself a friend and pussied out when things started to feel real.. thus leading to you leaving, the girl probably trying to stop you and knowing your anger issues you said somethings you shouldn't have to make her cry but you didn't want to say because you thought it would do more harm then good- am getting close?" I sighed and looked up at her
"I ran away from her to keep her safe, a precious little like her shouldn't be hanging around someone like me, and neither should any other little" She scoffed and started laughing a bit before calming down and saying
"Oh hunny.. you didn't run away from her, you ran away from yourself, you're feelings got involved and you started to feel insecure."

I stayed quiet and looked down to the coffee table. She let out a slight hum before continuing "tell me, my boy did you let her tell you what she thought when she found out about you?"
"What does it mat-"
"Did. You. Let her speak?" I looked down at my now clapped hands and let out a sigh along with a quiet
"..... no.." she chuckled slightly as she began to speak again.
"My, my.. honestly how childish.. you hide who you are from the girl, you develop a fondness for the girl, and when she finds out who you are you come running home like a scared child who believes that hiding under the covers will protect them from the boogie man."
"If you're only here to antagonize me you may leave!" I raised my voice in anger looking up to her.

I wasn't angry at her... no.... I was angry at myself, angry at that she wasn't wrong. I was making a friend who made me feel happy and I ran off.

What in the hell is wrong with me...

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