Demonic Torment - Ronnie Radke

Eleven

Kelsey's POV

"I'm your... One?" I asked.

"Yes Kels, I know it, there's no way you aren't. I haven't been genuinely happy for fourteen years, then you come along and I'm happy. Kels, you make me feel alive again," he grabbed my hands.

I gave a weak smile, "say it Ronnie."

"I..." he looked down then back up to me, his eyes sparkling, "I love you Kelsey."

I practically tackled him in a hug, kissing him all over. As I hugged him, his arms began to get warm, making me pull away. His skin glowed a normal tan color rather than the pale white tone I'd been used to. The visible veins disappeared and all that was left was Ronnie. He was alive.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Ronnie you're warm," I said, running my hand up his arm. I slipped my hand under his shirt to his chest, feeling his heart beating. "You're alive."

"Holy shit, I am!" He stood, pulling me with him.

He lifted me, spinning me around as we hugged. I laughed at his sudden action of affection. He connected his lips with mine and for the first time, it gave me the chills. I didn't know why, but I felt nervous.

He pulled away, "what's wrong?"

"I- I don't know, I got this weird feeling," I said, looking around what was visible of my house. I saw no one.

"Well, Kels, this is the first time you've kissed me while I've been human," he gave a chuckle. I didn't laugh, instead, I released myself from him, beginning to walk around my house.

Ronnie stood in the kitchen, watching me. I bit my lip as I walked, peeking over every corner. As I entered my living room, the room felt cold, reminding me of the demon Ronnie had just killed.

"Ronnie?" I asked, looking at him in the kitchen. The demons body was now gone.

"Hm?" He looked at me.

I looked at the floor where the demon had laid before, "what did you do with him?" I asked.

He followed my eyes, looking down at the floor, whispering something. "Oh fuck," he let out, rushing toward me.

"Ronnie, what's going on-"

"Where are your keys?" He asked.

"By the door," I answered, "why? What happened?"

I watched as he grabbed my keys, then my hand. He pulled me out of my house, dragging me to my car. I got in and he began to drive, speeding.

"Will you please tell me what's going on?" I almost yelled after his ignoring me.

"He's coming,"  he said, gripping the shell tightly.

"Who?"

"Satan," he answered, "probably pissed at me."

"Where did the demon go?" I asked.

Ronnie was silent.

"Ronnie, where did the demon-"

"I don't know!" He yelled at me.

I sat back in my seat, letting him be.

We must've been driving for a long time because I had fallen asleep. I woke to Ronnie rubbing his thumb over my thigh. I mentally groaned, I was sleeping good only to be woken up.

When I looked around, it was dark. "Ronnie?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"Hm?" He hummed.

"Where are we going?"

"Back to your house. I had to stay on the move for a while so he wouldn't find us, it's been a while and I can still sense that he's gone." He answered.

"Oh, okay."

When we approached my house, Ronnie pulled into my driveway, parking the car. He turned the car off and quickly exited, making his way to open the door for me. I smiled at him.

We entered the house, shutting the door behind us. I plopped down on the couch, Ronnie beside me.

"I love you too," I said.

"What?" He asked.

"I never said it back," I shrugged.

I was attacked by his lips on mine, his hand around my neck. I moaned at the sudden action. My fingers went to his hair, tugging as I pulled him closer to me. His hands gripped the back of my thighs, pulling me onto his lap. We continued to kiss for what seemed like an eternity.

He wrapped his arms around my lower back and stood, my legs around his waist. I could feel him begin to walk, but I wasn't paying attention to where we were going. I felt his hand snake under my shirt, pulling it off my head.

Suddenly, I was thrown onto my bed, mentally whining at the loss of his arms around me. I watched as he pulled his shirt over his head then climbed back on top of me. I moaned when he choked me roughly, his other hand unhooking my bra.

I watched as he threw my bra onto the floor, making me wince. That was expensive.

I took in a sharp breath when I felt his tongue connect with my nipple. He sucked and bit at it, my hands in his hair. He began to pull my pants down when there was a knock at the door.

Ronnie must not have noticed. "Ronnie," I whispered.

"Hm?" He hummed, making me gasp as he bit my nipple.

"There's someone at the door," I whispered again.

"Fuck them."

"Ronnie," I whined.

He groaned, pulling away from me. The air felt cold against my bare skin. I watched as he left my room only to appear a moment later.

"Who was it?" I asked.

Ronnie didn't say anything, instead, he grabbed me by the neck, pulling my face to his. "You're mine, right?"

"Yes."

"It was Kyle," he answered.

"Oh god, what did you tell him?" I asked.

"I told him I was about to blow your back out."

"Ronnie!" I whined.

"Fuck him."

He kissed me, leaving my lips and slowly moving down. I felt his hands grip my leggings, only for them to be yanked down a moment later. I bit my lip, feeling exposed.

He pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top of me, only to give me one of the best nights of my life.

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