Dread -n.h.

three

three«« (nialls pov remember)

I was gone before the sun even rose, and I avoided the couch I knew she was on. I had made my decision the night, and I heard her going through the first night as a demon. She would call out and I would feel my heart tear in half every time. But I couldn't stay.

I left her some money on the counter because I couldn't leave her on her own in this realm, I already had once, and it nearly killed her. Now at least she has some basic survival skills she can depend on.

The door made no creak as I opened it. I couldn't walk out that door without seeing her one last time, I knew I couldn't live with myself knowing that. I dropped my bag in the door and I walked over to the couch. She sat rigid, back straight and staring directly at the wall in front of her. I sat in her line of sight, and realized the monster was in control right now.

I felt tears flowing from my eyes, and sobs coming up from my stomach. I felt sick looking at her. I did this to her, I was the one who made her like this.

I leaned forward and kissed her lifeless lips, feeling nothing reciprocated by them. I was full on crying now and I leaned my forehead against her's, still in disbelief. My hand found her cheek and I felt it for what I figured would be the last time. I departed from her after one last kiss, running out the door with bags in hand.

In wasn't long before I made it to the capitol building in the city. It was almost sunrise and I knew they would be waiting for me.

I walked in the door, my shoes clapping on the tile as I approached the elevator. The ride to the top floor was painful.

As the doors slid open, I was frightfully greeted by five faces.
Greg, Mom, Dad, and two bodyguards.

Each had a stern look plastered on their face, and I mimicked the emotion, despite feeling completely empty inside.

"Do you have the paperwork?" My father spoke first. I nodded and walked towards them, setting my briefcase on the table. I reached in and handed a stack of freshly signed papers to Greg. He leafed through them and set them on the table.

"Welcome to the business Niall." He said, extending his hand towards me. I smirked and returned the gesture, and the room of stern faces all turned into cheerful ones.

"But, Niall, there is one thing." Greg said. My breath caught in my throat. "We all know about the girl."

My heart dropped instantly, as did the mood in the room.

"How?" I asked, finding that to be the only word in my vocabulary at the moment.

"We've been watching, plus it was just too obvious. And we cannot allow you to be with her anymore. You did your job and that is why the position was still held for you, but you may no longer contact her."

"We are over, I know that already."

"No, we mean over." I felt like fainting, and the morning sun was making me feel light-headed. "When you make your statement this morning explaining you are accepting the position, you will say this to the camera, making sure you use her name." He handed me a paper with a small script on it. My eyes skimmed the paper and fell to the ground.
"And if I can't bring myself to say it?"

"She will be hunted down and executed, in perfect view of the leader himself." As he said that I nearly fell to my knees, the paper in my hand crunched as I tightened my grip on it.

If I knew what was good for her, i would say it. I had to, anything to keep her safe from those monsters.

"Ok, prepare the media and calls the stations. I'm ready to make my statement."