encounters with a demon | darkiplier

Chapter 22. Apologize

Dark's POV

I sat at the table all alone and quiet. I had pushed her too far, hadn't I? God dammit! 

I buried my face in my hands. I was so frustrated with myself, it was ridiculous. I just couldn't do anything right anymore. For example, I found out she had feelings for me and instead of doing small little things to lead up to her admitting them, I blurt out what she called me inside her head. I intruded her thoughts, and that was so disrespectful. I really needed to get it together. 

I mean, she had already caught me staring at her once. I just hope she never catches me again. There could also be times where I begin to act like my normal self when I fail to do something evil. I can't help it, it's in my blood. Believe me, I wish I could stop myself but sadly, it's not that easy.

I just want somebody like her to like me. Although, she must be so terribly confused. I sounded like I was all for the murdering people thing, and then I just go and say I'm not interested in it anymore. She probably couldn't even tell if what I was saying and doing was true or false, if it was meant to happen or not. And I still keep coming full force at her! Out of all my mistakes, that's probably the biggest one I've done. I just wish there was something that I could do right because everything I was doing was completely wrong.

I let out a deep breath and stood up. I grabbed her plate of half eaten food and my empty plate. I scrapped the leftover food that was on her plate into the trash, then I brought both dirty dishes over to the sink. As I washed them, my thoughts took over once again.

How dumb am I? I should've put on a shirt, even though she told me she didn't really mind. It was still very rude of me to put her in that situation. Although, she did look more adorable than I've ever seen her look when she blushed. And she kept doing it because of me. I was able to make a girl blush... But still! It was rude and I just wish I would've thought about it more before I did it. 

I sighed and dried the now clean plates and put them away. I stood there for a second by the sink. I want to apologize. I need to apologize. No better time than right after the incident had happened. 

I started for the stairs when I remembered one important thing. I ran out to the living room and grabbed the piece of fabric that had covered up my upper body last night while I slept and dreamt of her. I smiled to myself as I slipped the shirt over my head and headed back out into the kitchen and towards the stairs so I could apologize.