Selfish Demons

Nothing Wrong With Me

Keith

Keith stirred when her heard a crash in the kitchen, he noticed Eve was missing from his arms.
"Eve?" He swung out of the bed and rushed toward the kitchen. The moonlight reflected on some thing metal.
"Eve!" She had a knife to her wrists, "Eve, stop!"
She didn't stop the knife went in about half an inch. Keith felt more afraid then he ever thought was possible, completely and utterly horrified he grabbed her waist pulling her to the ground with him.
"Eve what wear thinking " She didn't answer, she just stared with glass eyes. This wasn't Eve, Eve was unconscious some wear behind those empthy eyes. This was a demon. This was her dormant side. Telling her it almost time to become whole. Keith felt every drop of his blood go cold.
"Damn you! Give her back! It's not her time!" He roared trembling in rage. "It's not her time....not yet...." he whispered shakily. Keith scanned her wrists reluctantly, where deep symbols were carved and spilling sweet crimson. It took every drop of willpower not to lick her wounds clean in stead he bit into his wrist and lowered it to her lips. The wounds began to close leaving just the blood.
Maybe just a taste... he raised her hand to his mouth tracing her palms and wrists with his tongue. The unique sweetness bursted through him like an explosion making him thirst for more, his fangs started to extended on their own. The memory of her lifeless body in his arms had him scurrying backward till his back crushed against the opposite wall. He was shaking, he rose his hands to his face.
I'm a monster!