The Two Faced DEMONICA

CHAPTER ONE :BLOODSGIVING

The sun was brighter than usual that day as I remember. I was returning from the grocery store with a bag full of items for thanksgiving. I got back to my small apartment which was a mess of course since I live alone. I got the items settled as my friend Clarise called to check in on me as I was fired from my job for the 14th time. I picked up the call and answered “If you are calling me to tell me what a bitch she is, DON’T ok, I am not in the mood”. Clarisse replied in a sadistic tone “I am sorry bestie but…”
“You aren’t coming for thanksgiving are you”
“I am sorry you know I wanted to but…”
“You know what, fine whatever.’’
I cut the call and started preparing for thanksgiving dinner which by the way I was doing alone as my friend abandoned me, my parents were dead and I had no one else. As I was preparing dinner I was thinking about Marcus. Well, he’s the guy that works at the McDonald’s where I used to work and I definitely don’t have a crush on him. He is a cute guy, muscular, cute, kind-hearted, cute. Anyway, I always wanted to ask him on a date but I am not a fool at all. I mean look at me I look like a drug addict in recovery and he’s literally Captain fucking America.
                                                                                                I prepared the dinner and finished the whole turkey by myself. Just when I finished, someone called on my landline. I picked it up and answered “Hello”. A manly voice replied,” Hey it’s me Marcus”
‘’HEY MARCUS HOW’YA DOING”
“Good, I wanted to ask you on a date”
“YEAH, I WOULD LIKE THAT”
“GREAT, SEE YOU AROUND 9 AT MY WORKPLACE”
“YEAH, SEE’YA LATER ALLIGATOR”
Woah, that was totally not weird at all. I mean it’s totally normal to ask someone on a date and then cut the call awkwardly. I get it sounds weird but it’s a dream come true (DREAMS NEVER COME TRUE).

                           I got dressed and headed out. It was dark outside, darker than usual. The moon was kind of purplish. Yeah, I know it doesn’t make any sense but so doesn’t flat-earthers. I got to the restaurant; it was a little weird all the lights in the neighborhood were gone. It was almost dark. I raised my head and I saw or I think I saw in the purple light, a skinny dog (or I thought that was). I went inside and there was still crowd. Marcus noticed me from behind the counter. He took of his apron and jumped from the countertop. He jogged towards me nervously and said, “HI LITTLE DEMON”.
“Hi”
“You have a seat and I will get back to you”
“Yeah sure.”
See I know that I was super-nervous because I had a massive crush on him, but wtf was he nervous about. Wait did he had a crush on me or was I just delusional that he had a crush on me. I mean I can be delusional; I can be pretty delusional, I daydream a lot, my therapist called it being high but I probably say daydream. You know it’s funny that there is ‘THE-RAPIST’ in therapist. I turned my head and saw an old couple that was just staring at me. “What is it you weirdos”.
I cursed them and sat in a section in the corner by the window when it started raining. After a while, Marcus came and sat down. “So, how ‘a doing”. “I am good”, I replied. We had a little chat and then his manager a.k.a. my ex-bitchy-boss shouted, “Do it Marcus, before he comes back”
“I AM EXTREMELY SORRY VICTORIA BUT I GOTTA DO THIS”
“OK”
“THE MOON TURNS DARK, THE DEMON RETURNS TO IT’S ROOTS, THE DEVIL SHALL SEND HIS MERCY, AND TAKE THE REST OF YOU.”
“Ok, does it mean something.”
Like dude wtf, was it like a code or something, ‘alpha to Charlie, move in and capture the homicide’, I mean that shit would be so cool. Suddenly all the lights started blinking I turned around and everyone else was gone. It was just me and Marcus I turned to him to find out that he was looking up. “MARCUS, MARCUS”, I cried. He started transforming into a demon. His hands started tearing and nails started appearing, LONG NAILS. His skin started burning all of a sudden and spikes, smooth spikes started popping all over his body. He was smelling like burning charcoal. He threw the table far away and GROWLED. I stared running towards the gate when an old man entered the premises. He saw the demon but before he could react, the demon attacked and shoved his fist in that old man’s chest. As the demon turned his head towards me, that old man blasted and his blood was all over the restaurant. I closed my eyes and sat in the corner when a voice called, “You alright Rue”. I opened my eyes to find out that it was Marcus but in his normal body this time.
He walked towards her and put his hand on her shoulder, “It’s alright, everything is fine”. She definitely wasn’t fine at all. She got up and left. Just in front of that restaurant was a building where she saw that demon in the first place but instead of a demon this time. It was Rue’s lookalike, but with purple eyes.
I guess there is no thanksgiving without a blood of our own.