Defilement: Atem x Reader

Chapter 17: Laughing and Screaming

''You still hadn't told me what you did to that girl during homeroom.'' A violet orb slides over toward your form at the door way of the classroom the two of you were currently in. All the students had left for lunch already. ''Close the door.'' Uh oh. That tone of voice is back again. Swallowing your nerves, you did as was told, looking out through the small window to check to see if any of the teachers were still around. No? Good.

Sitting across from him at a desk, watching him momentarily fiddle with the rope that was around his neck that held the golden upside down pyramid. ''...Atem?''

*Flashback* Her thick perfume struck his nostrils like a bad odor. The urge to gag was strong. ''So you're the new guy, huh?'' the way her eyes devoured him made him uncomfortable; nauseated. ''I must say, I do like the look of you.'' A hand whose fingernails were painted in red ink plastered itself onto his clothed chest. Not even the uniform jacket and shirt combination hid his shudder of disgust. The only person he would ever allow to touch him in such a manner was Y/N and her alone. His hand gently but firmly gripped the girl's wrist, holding it away from himself. He didn't want to be touched by this harlot again.

''I have someone. You should leave me be.'' A flirty eye roll irritated him. Did this girl not take a hint? Apparently not. ''You and that quiet girl from the funeral home?'' she begins to laugh at him. His eyes narrowed. Not amusing. Not at all. ''Yes.'' His voice shifted into a hiss of warning that she, once more had missed. Another warning gone over her head. ''Impossible! She's more interested in books. A real bookworm, that one! You must have pitied her if you had decided to--'' She was shoved back, eyes widening and holding her bruised wrist. ''Listen, and listen well whore.'' Her eyes widened even more at the insult. ''Do not speak that way about my other again. Otherwise, I won't be responsible for what happens to you in the future should you bother me again.''

*Flashback Ended*

Your eyes went wide in shock. To think that someone would go to such lengths for you was overwhelming. But the fact that he actually did that...It made your heartbeat speed up a bit. ''Normally, other boys wouldn't had done what you did. You...'' H/C was now shielding your face away from his gaze, glad he wasn't seeing the blushing. ''You are a rare gem, Atem. One of the very few that would do that for their significant other.'' Your chin was tilted upwards to meet deep violet. How you were becoming obsessed with that color now. ''I would never abandon you for another.'' his words swelled your already near bursting heart with emotion. Despite the dark, disturbing and creepy vibe that bled off him sometimes, he can be really sweet.

But there was still one thing left that was bugging you, halting this rather touching moment between young lovers.

''Those girls...back in Egypt. During the summoning. What did you do?'' His eyes shone annoyance and apprehension. Annoyance at you for ruining the serene moment and apprehension for what was coming next. ''You are pure. Innocent. I do not wish to taint you with such images.'' You blink once, that same bubbling feeling of fear from before came back. ''What did you do?'' He almost laughed. Almost. ''I killed them, yes. But how is where you'll become disgusted with me.'' You frown. ''I won't. Just show me then. Something's telling me that you have the power to do it.'' You point to the millennium puzzle.

''Very well.'' Placing his forehead against yours, a glowing eye appears on his forehead. The whole room went bright.

*Torture flashback, 3 months prior*

It was dark. So very dark. But there was screaming. So much of it. The shadow realm but it was different. Just how many souls had he tortured for disturbing his slumber over the centuries? Laughing. And screaming. Over and over like a broken tape recorder on repeat.

Pleas of forgiveness echoed but went unheard. Ghostly flesh torn asunder, only to be reborn again just to continue the process. Such ugly, filthy, wretched little orbs of life. They will not find rest here. Not with him. Black claws scored bloody skin. The screams were music to his ears, the first he had heard in a very long time. Might as well savor it while it lasts.

''I would love to continue playing with you three...my mistake, two and a half but I'm afraid I must be leaving.'' A high pitched knee of fear left one of glowing orbs as a shadow monster slowly began to devour its meal.

*End torture flashback*

A deep gasp of shock left you as you almost fell out of the chair but he caught you just in time before the chair's legs started to lean backwards. ''Y/N! Damn it. I knew showing you was a bad idea--'' ''You tortured them. Their souls...You fed their souls to those things.'' His eyes closed in shame. He didn't want you to see that. ''Laughed while doing it!'' Was this the end? Had all his time searching for his princess was for nothing?

His eyes suddenly widen as your lips crashed against his. This was completely unexpected. Anger and repulsion followed by hate was expected. But this? A string of saliva parted and snapped under its own weight as you parted, both breathing heavily. His eyes glowed red, irises turning into slits.

''I'm glad. They were potential bullies anyway.''