The Devil's Son + Redemption

The Devil's son chapter Sixteen

YaY!! I'm going to Washington and Philadelphia in less than two weeks!!

It's a school trip but as I like to say: With the right people, we can make it a lot less educational!! lol.

Anyways, here goes chapter sixteen.

Let me begin with a quote:

"Telling me I'm going to Hell isn't getting you into Heaven any faster..."

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

I am enjoying the last days of my freedom, before I become completely overloaded with concerts. I never really thought about what kind of profession I'd be doing in the future. But I guess this one is good for me. I mean the 'concert thing'.

By enjoying my last days, I mean rehearsing all my piano pieces, sleeping, listening to music, reading, and sleeping (once again).

My life became quite monotonous; I guess that after you've faced Demons nothing is quite intense.

So, to cry out loud, I'm pretty bored.

It's a chance I have Ethan to keep me company. Or in other words - to keep me sane.

And a lot of coffee to keep me awake when I'm not sleeping.

Right now, I'm lying on my bed and listening to Coldplay. Which is one of my most exciting activities lately.

Ethan is by my side, scratching his guitar aimlessly, just as bored as me. Now that he returned from his trip to the um... Heavens (I guess) he is so much more distant. He doesn't talk much and seems to want to keep a safety distance between us.

Ugh, I guess I have the same effect on all the guys. They probably think I'm some kinda kissing-psycho.

Irritated, I hugged my pillow tightly.

"Take the pillow and choke him," said a voice in my head.

SAID A VOICE IN MY HEAD?!!!

Okay, this is like, totally psycho.

"Why would I do that?" I asked the voice.

Yeah, I must be really bored to talk to voices that are INSIDE MY HEAD.

"Because I say so," the voice responded.

"You are so damn sure of yourself. And what if I say: 'no'?" I asked defiantly.

"I guess I have no other choice than to make you do my willing," mumbled the voice as if it was beginning to get bored.

I felt the grip of my hands tighten on the pillow, and I slowly got up to a sitting position. And all that without my decision. What the-

Then as if it was totally normal, I felt myself go closer to Ethan and drop the pillow on his head.

"Hey!" he said, surprised.

I drew closer to him and once more, gripped the pillow to put it on his face. But this time I tried to resist the impulses. As I fought against the 'thing' inside me, I got a killer headache that was so painful, that I dropped the pillow and fell to the floor, head first.

All I remember was hearing the *thud* of my head against the floor and then, I fainted.

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I woke up in a hospital bead. I think it's beginning to be like a habit.

I sighed and began to lift myself on my elbows but as soon as I moved, a pain that no words can express shot through my head. I fell back on the pillows, and tried to stop the trembling of my hands.