My Demon (Baeks pov)

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I woke up tired, drained, mentaly confused. My plan seemed perfect. I sat up and walked to the bathroom opened my mirror cabinet abd pulled out a sharp blade. I pressed it to my skin and began to make cuts that would scar the surface each one deeper then the last till i was a shaky bloody mess.

With low energy and ton of blood loss I put the blade back and shut the cabinet. All the while looking at my absed arm.

"I saved you once dont make me do it again." A voice sounded in my ear. It was if the room went dark, like time stopped. I felt hands creep over my arm and wipe away the dripping blood. When I looked up I saw him, the boy ive seen in my nightmare's the one used to see late at night while my closet door was left open, the one that stands in dark corners wanting for me to approach so he could consume my soul. That boy was standing before me in my bathroom ridding me of my cuts in one swift motion.

"Be more careful. You aren't alowed to kill yourself. I must kill you." He said as our eye met. Terro suddenly filled ny senses I froze up, trembling tremendously. Why I was scared was beyond me. It was something about looking in those eye's I felt as if ny fate was sealed.

"And once i do you will be with me stuck in this life as i am now. Forever" he continued gripping my once blood coated arm and moving closer to me. He then smiled and everything went black. I began to feel my air being constricted and pain filled my entire body as if i was being beaten.

I inhaled sharply, and realized i was on the bathroom floor. My body was heavy my shirt and pants covered in my own blood, yet my arm was healed. My legs refused to let my brain access movement to them. So i sat motionless thinking about the prior events.
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Im back with a new story ive been typing but not updating however i will be updating tomorrow/today.

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