Not again.
That was all I managed to think as I slipped into darkness so fast I couldn't call for the nurses help.
Na na na-na na
What the duck?
Na na na-na na
"Well well well look who we have here" my tormentor said
"Leave me alone" I said my voice barley audible.
"Now now Emily, that's no way to speak to your-"
I suddenly jolted upwards.
Thank Satan.
I hated my supposed nightmares. Well not nightmares, more like daymares. I sighed at my thoughts.
I was so ducked up I mean who wouldn't look at me, a girl with jet black, hair silver eyes, a 5'9 frame and a face dead of emotion, and think wannabe goth.
I got off my bed, thankfully I had my daymare as soon as I woke up so I fell on my bed and not on my hardwood floor.
I shuffled over to my bathroom still half awake.
In my still sleepy state I turned on the shower and kept my hand under the water to check the temperature and stared as the pristine water met my hand, instantly the water turned a dark red.
"Stupid Ashly" I muttered
I sat down on the side of the tub and closed my eyes.
'You there Ashly?'
'Of course!'
'Can you try and not taint the water? I'd rather not go to school covered in blood'
'Whatever'
I opened my eyes once I stopped talking to her.
If you are confused let me explain.
I'm... Well I'm a demon. Not by choice of course I was kidnapped when I was 12 and Dr. Rae told me the blunt truth. When I was born I was going to die so Dr. Rae did a life saving experiment on me and ta-da! I'm the devil.
Ever since I've lived in Willow House, training to control my demon and a few hours training myself with guns, swords, bow and arrows, daggers and my main ability Fire.
I don't live alone, there are others people Dr. Rae has saved
Like my bff Rebecca and her crush Aidon and my crush Ryan, then there's his best friend Matthew.
I put my hand back in the water, and thankfully it didn't change.
I jumped in and wet my hair then reached for the cocoa body wash. When I was clean I put my coconut shampoo in. Once I was done I turned the shower off and reached for my towel.
•5 minutes lator •
Once I was completely dried I started putting on the outfit I left out last night, black skinny jeans, black crop-top, black converse.
Pretty simple right?
Once I was dressed I put my hair in a high pony tail and made my way downstairs.
Jumping over floor boards I know are noisy I ended up at the front door. It opens without a noise and I was free.
I closed the door and breathed in the night air.
Closing my eyes I envisioned my wings, soon enough I felt a sharp pain in my back while they grew.
When the pain stopped I felt powerful my horns were sharp and my wings big and strong.
I lifted them up and with as much force as I could muster pulled them down.
Instantly I shot up into the darkness of the night. The cold air around me was refreshing and the smells of the city burnt my nostrils.
I basked in the little amount of freedom I had and flew aimlessly in the night sky.
I couldn't help sing as I twirled in and out of cloud.
There was a time,
When I was alone,
Nowhere to go,
And no place to call home.
My only friend was the man in the moon,
And even sometimes he would go away too.
Then in one night,
As I closed my eyes,
I saw a shadow flying high,
He came to me with the sweetest smile,
And told me he wanted to talk for a while,
He said:
Peter pan that's what they call me,
And I promised that you'll never be lonely.
And ever since that day.
I am a lost boy,
From Neverland,
Usually hangin out with Peter pan,
And we're bored we play in the woods,
Always on the run from,
Captain hook.
Run run lost boy,
They say to me,
Away from all the reality.
I sang the last bit I knew and headed back.
Another day at Willow house.
