Wrong Angels (GirlxGirl)

Happiness Never Seems To Last

It was a few weeks later and Dad had finally gotten a lawyer, so today he was going to court. I didn't have to come yet, thank god.

Because it was a Saturday, and my long hair had been driving me crazy lately, I was going to get my hair cut. J wasn't coming because we had been driving each other up the walls recently. It was nothing too bad. We lived together and had every class together so we just needed a little space. It happened to everyone do I wasn't worried.

I hadn't taken my bike because it was a short walk, and I needed the exercise anyways.

I had made a late appointment because I just wanted to spend the night out alone. It was around 4:30 when I went in, and my hair was cut into a short fringe. My black locks now lay all over the floor, and my hair was looking excellent.

It was around 5 when I left, just starting to get dark, and I headed to the arcade to chill there for a bit. I played a lot of games and was ther for quite a while before I ran into Eric again. He gave me a hug, and we chatted and played a few games.

It was getting a bit strange. Running into Eric so much, but I didn't mind, he seemed nice enough. He offered me a ride home and since it was a bit away, now that I had walked to the arcade. I agreed, and got in his car.

Eric seemed a bit.... off. He didn't make conversation, but every other time I've seen him, he was never able to stop talking. I brushed it off. Assuming he was just tired from school.

I started feeling quite drowsy, and pretty soon I dozed off.

Third person POV....

Satan had recently inspirited a young boy that his nemesis knew by the name of Eric. He had wanted to torment Beth again, seeing as she was extremely happy recently and that had displeased him greatly. Using Eric, he found her at the arcade. He made Eric hug Beth, and took that moment to inject the syringe in his hand into her shoulder. Beth didn't seem to feel it so he kept the boy chatting and acting normal. Offering her a ride home. Once she agreed, Satan almost danced with glee. This was going to be quite fun. Soon enough, the syringe started working and Beth fell asleep.

He made Eric drive back to his apartment above the cafe, and carried Beth to the bedroom. He quickly undressed the girl, and told Eric what he had to do, and so he did. He undressed himself, and fucked the unconscious Bethany.

Bethany woke up an hour after it happened.

Back to Beth' POV....

I woke up completely naked. In a bed I didn't recognize. With only a thin sheet to cover me. I hurt everywhere feeling sore. I couldn't remember what had happened. Where was I? What happened? Why was I so sore? Where was J? Or Lacey?

My train of thought was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. I sat up, making sure the blanket was secure around, and I saw Eric sitting in a chair beside the the bed.

"Well, well, well... I was beginning to wonder if you'd ever wake up."

The familiar voice hissed out. I knew that voice. It sure as hell wasn't Eric's voice, but it was coming out of Eric. That voice had haunted my nightmares for the longest time. It was Satan.

"What the hell have you done to me?" I asked. My voice was shaking at every word. I already knew. Deep down I knew I did. I was too in shock to believe it, though.

"Not me, Beth. I may have controlled him, but it was Eric's body that fucked you," he laughed cruelly.

A shaky breath escaped my lips, and I could feel the tears filling my eyes. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction, though. I couldn't.

I wrapped the sheet around my body like I would a towel, and tried to get up. As soon as I stood, my legs gave out. I was so sore, and everything hurt. My legs wouldn't move, and I could hear that terrible cackle coming from the other side of the room. That terrible, terrible laugh that always haunted my dreams, but this time it wasn't a dream.

"As much as I would like to stay, my dear, I have some business to attend. You can expect to see me again soon, though. But before I go..." and with that, I heard a horrible cracking noise.

I couldn't see over the bed, but I knew. Eric was dead. He had killed him.

Now that he was gone, a sob escaped my lips. He had raped me. I stay there, the spot where I had collapsed, as I let that sink in. I cried until there was no more tears possible.

I could barely move, but somehow managed to crawl to the nightstand on the other side of the bed. I gagged a bit at seeing Eric's dead body. There was blood practically pouring out of him. Once I reached the nightstand, I was so relieved to find my phone on top of it. I pulled it down to my ear and dialed J's number.

"Oh my god, Beth. What the hell?! Where are you? What happened? Where have you been?"

I almost start crying at the sound of her voice, but I manage to keep the sobs withheld, "J, he raped me. Satan raped me."