Those Who Show Mercy, Don't Receive Any

Chapter 3: Brothel Between Childhood Friends

Craig Tucker

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I want to kill myself.

I had embarrassed myself in front of a Seraphim angel. An Angel! I was so angry at myself because I got so accustomed to both human and demonic music that when Frank Sinatra came up I was just vibing to the song that I hadn't realized that the earbud had disconnected and when that part of the song just came up it blasted up and it was apart of the song Something Stupid by Frank Sinatra and when I checked the next song on the playlist. It was from a mexican song . But that wasn't the case the lyric that played was,

The time is right, your perfume fills my head,

the stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue

And then I go and spoil it all

by saying something' stupid like, "I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you"

"I love you"

And honestly, I was thinking about him, Tweek. An angel with a sinister presence. He is a Seraphim angel. I want to talk to him but I just can't fucking get near him while feeling embarrassed. I hate this feeling. I want to get close to him but it's too difficult. Even if one day I do get close to him, friendship-wise I'm afraid that he will one day find out that I'm the demon that he and I were destined to kill each other. I walked towards the church and there he was standing with a serious face. I was expecting him to realize that I'm a demon so he can just kill me and get this over with.

"Why are you ignoring me-AGH" He twitched yet again I can tell he was pissed almost as if we were an old married couple. It felt weird but it was there, the feeling being mutual. I'm not gay, right? If I was gay I would be all over him by now, wouldn't I? I am a demon after all.

"I uh, because I felt like it. '' I responded with a hint of sarcasm. I was going to kill myself again. Why am I like this? I just continue to stare at him trying to not fall to the ground and fight myself for embarrassing myself yet again. He was fuming with anger. I was still standing with all my might. I needed to make an excuse quickly before it escalated.

"I'm sorry, if I'm like this I had a pretty rough childhood," I spoke to him while crossing my arms and having an expression of guilt. Perfect I thought. I know that angels can't see a human lie but angels themselves can. They know when their kind has lied.

"Yeah right. Is this about the earbud incident?" Tweek had asked me. Honestly, it was about that incident since I did embarrass myself in front of him. He would then just stare at me with those blue eyes of his. His eyes make me feel like I'm drowning in them with no escape. I actually was kind of terrified at that point and just walked past him without saying another word. Then I kid you not he yanked my collar and I fell right on my ass. The stinging pain that came after hurt like a mother fucker.

"FUCK!" I yelped in pain after falling to the ground. Without hesitation, I covered my mouth with my hands. I went wide-eyed. This is fucking bad. A pastor should not submit themselves to using such cursed language of the devil. I broke that rule many times. This time was different. It was said out loud. In front of me, an angel. I'm so done for.

"What did you say.. A pastor should not say such filth" Tweek said with his voice lowering slightly, was it to intimidate me? He then grabbed me by the collar. His eyes still seeping with anger. Like an angry ocean with me drowning between them. This angel, even with his beauty he is starting to piss me the fuck off.