|Chapter 23: Anything|

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(Day 23)

Sonic's P.O.V

I remember when I was in control of my demon.

I never had the full control. He was always there, when I hurt myself, when I cried, when I screamed and broke things.

It was so much pressure to hold all of it in, to be perfect and not let anyone notice the pain.

It was so much pressure. So much fucking pressure.

And yet when he watched me, he always, always did it so intently.

He knew all of my secrets, I mean for gods sake he was me.

And sometimes he threatened to reveal me.

But he never revealed anything.

Question of the day- Favorite sad song?

I have way to many but as of lately it's either Monster by Ichy Daze or Female Robbery by The Neighborhood.

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