He walked closer to me. " I'm sorry for everything I've done to you.."I fidgeted slightly as I watched him walk closer. "Stay back." I said just loud enough for him to hear me. I didn't believe a word he said."You can't trust a word he says. He's a demon, impure. You know this."
"Why do you suddenly care?...Why now? You could have spared me the pain of the constant beating and bullying.." I spoke now sitting up trying to ignore the voices.. "I don't know. I-I just didn't want to do it anymore..I didn't want to hide it anymore." He says almost frantically. "Pathetic. He's spilling lies to you. He's trying to make you vulnerable." I try to believe him but I felt like I shouldn't.
He looked at the ground waiting for me to respond. Breaking the silence, I said knowing that Dean would feel troublesome after. "I want to believe you but, I can't."
I slightly pushed up his chin. "You were right. I want you. Yes I do, a lot even but, you're one of those foul creatures. I can never trust anyone of your kind." I could tell the smile he had was forced. "Okay.." I only hoped he could understand my hesitation and why we couldn't be anything.
I forced him out my home and sat at my door crying for a while. The voices were clouding my mind until I was finally able to sleep.
- Graduation Day -
It's been three weeks since I last spoke to Dean. I sat in my cap and gown awaiting the boring long speech from the principal. But then, I felt a set of eyes on me it was burning through my skin, my soul. I turned my head.
Dean.
"For fuck sake." I whispered to myself. He mouthed the words. "I need to talk to you." I turned my head back around. "That persistent bastard." After about an hour and a half the event ended. Since there was a big crowd I hurried off to try and get out of Dean's sight.
I made my way into the abandoned hall hoping to be here alone. "Just let me talk to you!" I heard him yell. I stopped at the sound of his voice." What do you want?" I turned to face him being noticeably annoyed." Just for you to help me make this right.." He spoke in a lowered tone. "Why do you give him your time?" I whispered. "Shut up."
"Let me..." He said with desperation. I felt sad for this poor soul of evil. I nodded. "Okay! I'll give you a chance..but only one. If you fuck up I have permission to kill you." I said with all seriousness. He nodded in agreement. "Okay good." I replied. He managed to get a few words out starting conversation. Telling me a little bit more about himself and.. his kind.
"Why my family..?" I waited for him to explain. "...It was a long time ago, they didn't want any mixed breeds... They killed your family.." He sighed. "It was wrong but I can't change what happened.." My eyes watered. "I can barely remember my mother.." He hugged me tightly. I wanted to push him away, but I hugged him back. I guess I really needed it.
"I'm sorry." He said. "I know." I replied.
