"When tempted, no one should say "God is tempting me." For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does He tempt anyone; but each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed. Then, after desire has conceived, it give...
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"So why do you keep calling me 'Lord, Lord!' when you don't do what I say?" - Luke 6:46
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I sincerely would have loved to finally stop being nice. It was only fair for me to treat her with the same regard as hers: amonster. A soulless demon. Shouldn't I also treat her like a little humanoid pest who needs to be gotten rid of? If she's so narrow minded as not to see past the stereotypes, then I have no other choice but to act like the imaginary me she had built inside her head. That's what she wanted, am I wrong?
I wanted to get rid of her mindset that she could just overpower me as if she had a certain aspect to take advantage of. Sure, I treasured her. She was an old-school damsel, like the ones I had gotten used to when I was still alive. But that's it. It wasn't the first time I met someone with the same prideful mindset, yet I felt intrigued. So it was high time I dissected that little mind of hers to see what truly lies inside of it.
She was arrogant to think I would never lay a finger on her. My brother, on the other hand, was not impressed by the girl. In fact, he was utterly annoyed with her. So his suggestion of 'playing around' with her came as no surprise to me. Nevertheless, I wanted to reject his offer. But the way she desperately turned her head in my direction to catch a glimpse of my reaction, her eyes glistening like a little fawn as an attempt to persuade me, these meaningful gestures angered me.
Again with her coercive behaviour, thinking she'd get her way only by batting her cartoon eyes at me. Her somewhat repulsive actions resulted in me making a final decision. I wanted to have a little fun. So I wickedly smiled in reply, my brother catching that effortlessly. I was going to toy with her nerves a little, just to teach her she's not in charge unless me or God allows her to be. And since she left God on her bedside table back at the hospital, she was wrapped around my little finger.
I grabbed the back of her dress, holding her like I just caught a rabbit and flashed my fangs as I grinned at her. 'Pray to God your dress is not going to rip!' I saw her eyes widen and before I allowed her to comprehend the words that came out of my mouth, I sprung from the tree branch up into the air, allowing me to see the entirety of the forest from above.
She shrieked in horror seeing how her life depended on my grip on the back of her little dress. 'Pray, otherwise you will fall to the ground, Rachel!' I said mockingly as I laughed amused by the situation. She started squirming to break free, although that was an idiotic move.
I was nearing the ground more and more then launched myself up again from another branch. Tom was laughing at the girl along with me.
'Bill, why don't we play our childhood game?' Tom yelled out in order for me to hear him better with all the resisting wind that obscured our hearing abilities, especially Rachel's. I liked the way he thought.
