phobias // n.h. au

twenty

twenty

I guess I didn't really expect those words but I had no idea what was coming out of his mouth. 

"No..." I whispered to him. My fists clenched and everything began to blur again, although this time from my tears. I wasn't angry, but I couldn't keep from shaking. I was fading in and out of my demonic phase, and it was incredibly hard to control my feelings like this. My body was instantly filled with pain, and every end of my body writhed. I heard Niall's worried calls just barely over the shrill ring in my head.

"Calm down! Control your emotions! Relax and it will go away!" he said grabbing my face in his hands. My breaths were shallow and unsteady. I closed my eyes and who knows how long we sat like that as the ringing died down.

We sat on the floor silently, both recognizing the severity of the problems ahead of each of us. I was doomed now to a life of pain and death, while Niall was being sentenced to life as a dictator over the domain he despised his life in.

"What are we gonna do?" I whispered to him.

"I haven't the slightest clue." he said, leaning his forehead against mine. "I, in the mean time, am going to help you learn to control yourself. There is a lot of problems you will face and no one will be able to prepare yo better than myself. So listen up and close your eyes now." I complied without resistance.

"Your senses aren't the same as they were as a mortal."

"Wait this means I'm immortal? I won't die anymore?" I felt my heart rate quicken.

"Tris stay calm please, the worst thing is an irritated demon."

"Oh I know." I said eying him sitting next to me. I could've sworn I saw a smirk before he shook his head.

"I'm not playing with you Tris, things are different here." he was getting frustrated so I listened as he continued. I would be lying if I said I wasn't afraid. "You can't taste things like you used to and scent is also gone. Instead other senses have replaced those. Your sight is one of those."

"But I can see fine."

"It was enhanced. You are more sensitive to light, and seeing in the dark is now as bright as if you were looking at something in broad day light. Sun glasses are most necessary." He paused and sighed as he looked at me. "Next, the sense replacing smell is one of major importance for survival as a demon."

"You said I can't die."

"We will talk about that later, just focus please." He asked looking as if he were about to cry. I should be crying right now, and if I were normal I think I would be. "People always talked about a sixth sense of just knowing  something, well it's not a joke anymore. Your ability to predict is much better than human's, and analyzing the situation may save you."

"Ok  so?" I was confused.

"Your abilities have changed as well. Sleep is not necessary, nor is eating and drinking. New things you will need to master include the disappearing and re-appearing on command, pyrokinesis, and the monster ." Shame rested on his face, easy to identify.

"What the hell is the monster?" My hands were shaking like my grandpa's used to after he took his medication.

"The black eyes, the psychotic emotions and actions, the hunger for something.. anything. That is the hardest to control, and that is what you were experiencing earlier with the ringing and bright lights and pain." He stood and brought me with him. "You disappeared earlier, do it again." He commanded.