Demon Love

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

7 years later

 "Martin are you ok, you have been acting strange all day." I smile at him and reply "couldn't be better I just can't wait to get home and give you your birthday present" We walked up to the door an I entered before him and as he opened the door everyone yells, "Suprise! Happy 30th birthday Chris!" I turned around and kiss him and he say "your such a sneaky devil aren't you?"  I nod my head yes and say "Go enjoy your your party I need to head up stairs for a moment" he kisses me again and leaves to talk to all of his friends. I hurry myself upstairs to change into an outfit he likes better. I put on my tight black jeans, thin white t-shirt and my leather coat. As I dress myself I look at my hands.....at the burns an decide I'd better cover them so I find a pair of nice gloves. I bump into a girl as I go down stairs and she whisper "he is kissing another guy right now " I look back but she walks away I walk into the room an found what she said was true my lover in the arms of another man....he sees me and immediately stops and comes towards but I run up to my room and lock the door. he knocks begging to come in an I eventually do. I open the door make-up smudge around my eyes. He comes in and hugs me "Martin I swear we were only playing it was a dare please forgive me." 

 I look down crying "I love you, but I think its time for me to go"....he stutters "wh-why" I reply, "You never once told me you love me,we have never done more then kiss...and you never looked at me the way you did him.....so now I finally understand why, your not attracted to me anymore" I begin to cry, sobbing on my bed. he sits on the bed and rubs my back. "No love that's not it, it was only a dare some of my friends decided to play truth or dare I swear that's it Martin, I promised that I would never hurt you and I meant it " His eyes full of tears. I wouldn't look at him all I said was "Go enjoy your party we will talk about it later" He looked at me and said "fine I'll go " a short time later there was another knock on my bedroom door not thinking I said "come in"  I looked back to see the boy Chris had been kissing, "what do you want....are you here to rub it in...?" he looked at me and said "I'm only here to say I'm sorry I told them it was a bad idea to play that dumb game, and Chris wants you to come join the party....I think it would be a good idea if you did he's drinking a bit to much." 

 I walked out of the room and found him completely drunk at the bar.I touched his shoulder he swatted my hand away. "Chris?" I said calmly, "maybe you have had enough for tonight" he turned around and glared at me his eyes fully black. I instantly backed away,he stood an walked toward me. I ran outside and he followed quickly behind me. "Ch-Chris what is wrong with you y-your eyes please you're scaring me" I said frantically , all he did was let out a low growl.  "Chris your scaring me" He runs up and throws me to the ground. "Ch-Chris st -stop please" He begins to mumble something almost to soft to hear. An intense heat radiates from his body and in a flash he ignites burning hotter and brighter than I had ever seen him. I cry out,  begging someone to help me. But as i did he grabs me and covers my mouth. Is this how you want me to be with you? hmm? because this is all i felt for the boy.....anger and hate...he loved me as a kid but i feel only hatred and contempt for him he betrayed me years ago...i accepted the dare for selfish reasons. I knew if i kissed him it would hurt him... i never planned to hurt you, but since you wanted me to treat you the way i would treat him that's what your going to get.The heat of his body was almost to much to bare the burns on my arms ached and began to gain their light pink coloration as if the where fresh again.  The more angry he became the worse the pain was. He was so focused on my eyes he hadn't noticed again i began feel weak the heat an pain soaking into my bones through those burns...radiating through out my body. I began to cry "ch-Chris I-I'm sorry, please let me go I won't disobey again i promise" through my tears i continue "It hurts Chester stop!" he let me go and i fell to the floor holding my arms pulling my knees to my chest afraid to move. he backed away and cooled down he eyes were back to their cool blue color but his face was now stained with tears. he ran off into the dead trees of the forest his manor overlooked. leaving me there alone

Days passed and i didn't move from that spot. The scene played over and over in my mind. i thought to myself "had i really called him Chester" .... the person who took me into his home, loved me ...an watched over me since i was a kid....had i really just reduced him to the bastard the abused me and killed my parents..... The more I thought of this i knew i couldn't return to that house. I had hurt him far worse then he had hurt me. I stood up and turned away from the house that had been my safe haven since childhood....and walked away determined to never turn back.