The Demon Inside

Chapter 5

" Ayla, darling you know I love you so much," my mom said with tears starting to stream down her face. 

I couldn't cry because I already cried for so long, I swear all the water for tears in me are gone. She wore her favorite blue dress with gold sandals and a straw hat with a pink bow. She was sad because she loved me, but I could feel her happiness radiating off her to me. Her soft hands stroked my hair holding me tight for the last time forever.

Everyone always said I'm lucky, that my parents are soul mates, or that I never have problems. That was never true. My mom was leaving us and I wanted her to stay. I tried everything but even Lucifer couldn't help. He wanted her to leave, but his sympathy was showing for my sake oh so well. My dad was devastated but his anger for her leaving was stronger than his fight for her.

My mom never hated me, hurt me, or even say things she regretted. She was the most beautiful, nicest person they have ever met in Hell. This is why she left to go to Heaven, with the other angels. Her beautiful love for everyone wasn't good for this dwell prison. She was like an angel looking magnificent.

"Mommy don't go," I whined. She looked at me softly with tears starting in her eyes. Her gold eyes stared at my golden red looking for a way to explain once again why she must leave. Her mouth opened but before she could even utter a word I felt my body shaking all over, the image becoming blurry taking me to the real world once more.

"Ayla!" she said quite impatiently.

 I jolted out of bed faster than I should've. Mya looked at me with concern as I woke up pale white slowly gaining my color back in my face. I gave a slight nod as if saying I'm alright as she ran back to the bathroom to finish getting ready. I slowly got up and out of bed to put on my outfit. I looked around for clothes to wear settling finally for my silky blue dress.

As I put it on I thought about what my classes were and if I had any with my friends, we need to talk soon. I haven't been able to check on them since I was at the party half the time, and awake all night trying to wonder why a vampire is here. Did he know we came? I never saw one, but I know for a fact we hate their kind, and they are true killers. You may think they are romantic types from those crappy movies but you have another thing coming.

When I finally finished I went in the bathroom with Mya to fix my hair and get ready. When I finished I went back in my room with an ache knowing I HAD to ask her sooner or later.

"Mya?" I was nervous to even ask, but yet I needed to know the truth.

"Yeah?"

"Do you know who Scott is?" I could hear her brush fall to the floor as she came out with a grim face trying her best to stay confused. I could sense the tension.

"Scott who?"

"Not sure he was at the party, had red eyes" Because he's a vampire. She finally went back in and came out two minutes later to answer my lingering question. She slowly looked at me for a minute with a face I couldn't decipher.

"Well, I mean everyone does he has been here for 3 years now and yet he's still a mystery. He says he moved here from Italy, but he doesn't look like someone from a place like that. I mean, he is cute I guess and all the dumb girls fall for him but he always keeps to himself and stays hidden all the time."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if you tried talking he won't even speak to you. There was a rumor last year he was dating the girl who disappeared and people say he did it. Her name was Daniella; I think I have a picture in here, hold on." She hurried to her side of the room putting her hand under her bed stopping at a hard thump. She took out the last year's yearbook and showed me a picture of Daniella and Scott at a homecoming dance. "This is her, Daniella Sharman."

When I looked I tried to keep a choking gasp in my mouth. She had light brown hair flowing all the way down her back, a white dress and a beautiful smile to complete it. Her blue eyes dazzled in happiness.

I've seen her in Hell.