Ordinary girl, is she?

Chapter 25: Demon's truth.

It was getting late. We had already have dinner. I was looking for Demon everywhere. ''Demon?'' I was calling out for him. He was sitting at the edge of the swimming pool, lost in thoughts. He had a bottle in his hands. I sat down beside him. ''What are you drinking?'' I asked. ''Drink and you'll know.'' He said handing me the bottle. ''Let it.'' I said refusing. An awkward silence settled between us.

''Angel.'' He said, his voice void of emotions. ''Yeah.'' I replied. ''I've got to tell you something. It's about the scar you saw.'' He said, lost in his thoughts. It's true that I was curious. ''You don't need to, it's okay.'' I caressed his free hand. ''I want to.'' He insisted. I remained silent. ''When I was six years old, once, dad came home late, in a drunken state. It was nothing new; he used to be like that. I was in my bed, trying to sleep. Dad was the king of Darkness and was famous for his cruelty all over the supernatural world.'' He took a deep breath before continuing. ''I was silently praying that he didn't see it. He barged into my room with an empty bottle in his hands. I had broken his vase, by accident. I got up from bed,ready to face his wrath. He broke the bottle and due to this, I got the scar. My mum, who was trying to defend me, got stabbed by him. If she would be stabbed in the heart, she would have died and that too because of me.''

I took his bottle from his hands. ''It wasn't at all because of you.'' I said, patting his back, in an attempt to reassure him. He turned to look at me in the eye. His eyes were dark. He was suffering a lot inside. I finished the remaining liquid in one gulp.I felt a burning sensation in my throat and it filled me with warmness. ''You know, when my parents died, I blamed myself. But with time, I understood that whatever happens for a reason. Maybe if it didn't happen, I wouldn't get to know you.'' I said. I started feeling light headed and my sight started blurring. ''I want to do something!'' I said getting up but instead fell on him. ''What?'' He asked, a smirk on his lips. His hands were on my waist. I got up and stumbled. ''I want to..'' I trailed my hands on his lips. ''You are drunk Angel.''He stated. ''Maybe.'' I chuckled. The next thing I know is that we were both in bed. He was hugging me and I fell asleep.

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Quotes:

Pain can change you, but that does not mean it has to be a bad change. Take that pain and turn it into wisdom.

Be sensitive and try to understand other people's pains. Sometimes that's all they need to heal.