Silent Cries ☾N.H.S

05| walter the demon

❝and then i stood there,
alone,
feeling like i was nothing.❞

A/N: halo's thoughts are italicized, niall's thoughts are bold and italicized, and the new character's thoughts will just be bold, enjoy

☾ 05 ☽

Where are you?

I'm right here open your eyes

I'm scared.

It's okay
I'll come back later when you're ready

No, wait! I opened them, see!

When I opened my eyes the only thing I saw standing infront of me was Harvey, my black retriever puppy.

"Damnit, Harvey! You scared him away!" I scooped my puppy up, looking him in his muddy eyes, but he wasn't looking at me, his head was cocked to the side, his little tail flopping in every direction enthusiasticly.

"Harvey?" I glared at my puppy, then tilted my head to where he was looking, "What are you looking at lil craic, there's nothing there?"

I thought Niall was your lil craic

After the playful tone dissapeared from my thoughts I slowly got up with Harvey in my arms, his little body trying to escape and move towards his fixation.

I finally released him, my arms shaking while doing so. "Harvey, come back."

He jumped up and ran around in a small circle, his eyes glued to something above him, just as I was about to turn around and shake off the feeling of someone staring at me, I saw his little paws stretch up and land on something- his paws leaning against the air, then he hopped up once and landed back against the figure, his paws still in midair.

I gaped at the image before me. "What the f-fuck?"

Your puppy is cute

The deep voice was not irish, and it held a fierce tone to it. I saw Harvey's small body move up and down in midair, as though a hand was running down his back.

☾

"What happened?" My mom harshly pushed the door open, I saw her stride forward with a large carribean papaya in her left hand.

I lifted my head up, and turned my gaze to the floor I was lying on, my head pulsing angrily. "Sorry floor, I didn't mean to hurt you, so sorry."

I met my moms worried gaze, she slowly let go of the papaya, and it rolled towards where Harvey paced anxiously, his tail still faintly wagging back and forth.

"You screamed- I came as fast as I could." She looked a bit scared as though she was expecting an ax murder to pop out of my closet.

"Well obviously you came here as fast as you could, you brought a fucking papaya." I swiveled my throbbing head towards the papaya that was now slowly making circles around the one area Harvey had been at before.

"Do you see that?" I asked incredulously pointing at the moving papaya, watching as it came to a slow stop.

My mom look down at the stilled papaya. "See what?" She walked over to the papaya and picked it up, standing with her one hand on her hip, and the other one holding the papaya suspiciously.

"Mom, it was moving around in a circle, I swear." I rubbed my tired eyes, and looked at the curtains that were rustling silently behind where she stood.

"Look!" I pointed at the curtains that had suddenly come to a stop.

"I think you need some rest, Sweetie." She came over to me and checked if I had a fever, and then proceeded to the window were she inspected the curtains.

"There's nothing here-" She took an intake of breath and shivered, "Oh, goodness it's cold."

She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at me. "You better not be letting Carter in."

I did my best not to roll my eyes at her clouded eyes. "No, mom. He hasn't been here today."

She raised one thin eyebrow. "Today? What about yesterday?"

I huffed angrily. "I don't know."

She narrowed her eyes at me. "What did I do to deserve you?" Those words echoed in my head loudly. My eyes began to water, and my fists clenched angrily, my fingernails digging deeply into my palm.

A few moments after she said that she shook her hand around her face with annoyance. "Ugh, I think I stepped in a spiderweb- you need to clean out your room."

With that she started walking to the door and stopped once last time. "It smells like cookies-"

She inhaled deeply and wrinkled her nose. "-Snickerdoodles." The door slammed shut.

I heard her faintly say she 'didn't mean to slam the door' before I shut my eyes tight and walked back to my bed, feeling the pillow close around my head as I felt tears slowly flow from my eyes.

"Fucking papaya." I opened my eyes and blinked several times, it was still day time outside so I could see clearly there was no spiderwebs in my room.

I got up on my bed and squinted at the corners of my walls, I waved my hands around making sure there were no spiderwebs. I was mortally terrified of spiders.

Don't worry
It wasn't a spiderweb

I turned around so quickly I felt my head start to hurt again, I must of hit it on something while I fell.

You should put ice on that

I ignored the question and whispered angrily, "What do you mean it wasn't a spiderweb?"

Sorry
he tried to shove her

"Who the fuck is he?"

He's sort of like me
His name is

He stopped and I looked around my room wildly, "His name is what?"

Uhm
his name is Walter
I gotta go

"Niall." I groaned and I knew by the tremble in his voice that he was scared and lying, two things he had never showed to anybody.

Niall really likes you
I wish someone liked me like that

The voice was deep and husky, each syllable dragged out suggestively.

"Who are you?" I shivered in my blankets, a strong breeze shaking my bones.

You can call me Walter if you like
and I'm not really a ghost

"What are y-you then?" My voice shook like the wind rattling the windows.

while Niall is the guardian angel sitting on one of your shoulders
I am the demon sitting on the other
forever at your service my lady
and forever making your papayas go wacky

As he spoke my ears felt like they were about to bleed, my whole body feeling like it was being torn apart piece by piece, "Fucking shit, I am going crazy."

Don't you mean you're going papayas

I heard a loud raspy laugh come from a corner in my room and I let out a gasp, "Go away."

I'll leave you alone for now
but you'll see me soon enough
we'll meet up in the asylum
because you're papayas
unstable
bonkers
physco
insane
crazy
alone

I felt of gust of wind touch my clammy hands, and a voice like broken glass whisper in my ear. "We're perfect for each other, don't you see."