Esther's POV
Why am I doing this to my self? That's what I'm asking myself everyday, why can't I have a normal job? Why can't I be a student or some shit like that?
But then again I remember that I'm not normal. I feel satisfied whenever my knife slice trough someone or when I scare people with my gun. I love it. The adrenaline, the rush inside you, the power but mostly the cries. The fact that I can play God for a minute makes me so powerful. I get to choose if someone lives or dies. But Michael...
He made me feel guilty for the first time.
--------"Michael,"
"What?" He said in a harsh tone.
He was in my room playing with his newly replaced bandage.Wondering why he the piece of fabric was so entertaining I realised that my apartment was pretty empty, I don't own a tv or any distractions in general and my walls were plain white. Probably because I couldn't find any fun in decorating a house or to watch TV, I prefer to sleep.
"I'm going out to work, promise me you won't try anything stupid?" I warned him while I was putting my shoes on.
"Like what? Killing myself?" I stopped and looked at him while he stared at me back with a blank face.
"No I meant trying to go out but yes your answer was good too, see you later." I grabbed my bag looked at him before I went out of the room sighing.
I was about to go out when I hawed him calling my name, I turned around to see Michael at the door of my room.
"I promise."
"What?"
"I promise that I will not try to escape or to kill myself." He mumbled before close the door.
Again he didn't saw the smile on my lips.
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Bang // m.c
FanfictionEsther looks and act like a normal teenage girl living in a small appartment in town. But soon will Michael discover her inner demon.