A Demon... Loves Me?

Chapter 7:// The Blame Game

Anarchy took the snake off and went to go back into his room.

Fluffles began barking for his attention. My hair had both ice and fire going up, returning me to my human form.

Anarchy goes back outside with gun and his snake and look at us both. "Do you need something from me?"

"I-im sorry!" I cry softly, "I-i just wanted to see if you were alright!" I close my eyes, the memory of him and I first meeting somewhat similar to this starting.

"I'm not. Thanks for asking."

"W-why is that?" I looked up, my eyes showing pain again.

Anarchy looks away in irritation from drama. "I'm basically lifeless, holding on by a thread. I refuse to eat. I've been hiding since my last freak out."

"I-im sorry.. all ive done from the start.. is.." I shake my head and begin walking away, leaving Fluffles sitting and watching.

Anarchy growled deeply, "You don't even care." He goes back inside and slam door.

"I don't care?!" I turn back my eyes flaming. I walk and bang on his door.
Anarchy doesn't bother to answer and he ties a rope to the ceiling.
"Let me in!" I squeak and continue to bang.
Anarchy opens the door. "You've done enough." He goes back to rope and tightens knot.
"Stop this, okay?! I fucking love you with all my heart! But all ive seen to do is enough damage!" I close my eyes, my anxieties starting a bit. "I know I'm not someone you like, but I like you, okay?!"

"I don't like you like that any more BECAUSE OF ALL THE DRAMA YOU CAUSE, YOU BLAME YOURSELF FOR EVERYTHING. SOMEONE DIED ACROSS THE WORLD? OH ITS ALL MY FUCKING FAULT!!" He sighed heavily and shook his head. "I could have gone without yelling."

I flinched hadd and tears formed in my eyes. "Well im sorry, have you ever tried to think how I've felt?! I've been hospitalized almost all my life! My father constantly put me in depression! He abused me! The headmisstress? She isn't even my real mother! She was some lady that took me and Fluffles in! My real mother died and it's my fault! I wasn't there to save her! So if you want drama I'll give you some! I have had anxiety, depression, asthma, and some other shit! You've obviously think im being pretty self absorbed but I'm not!" my tears stream down my face, "Nobody will ever understand, nobody!"

Anarchy goes into the kitchen and takes a knife and sits on the floor where he usually does.

"Don't even, okay?! I fucking care so much.. that I will kill myself for you to be happy!" I turn away, "Have a good life." I start running.
Anarchy grabs my hair. "I've had enough." He pulled me back inside and closed the door and locked it. "Do you want to know what makes me so angry?" He asks in a calmer tone blocking the door.