When Your Demon Takes Over

Chapter 17

3rd person POV

The demon boy and the girl who lost her memories were walking to her mother's house. The boy was filled with fear and worry. He was so scared that Max would find out who he was again but this time she would run away frightened. 

They reached the steps of the house but Max hesitated to step up to the door. Something felt wrong to her. Brandon looked at her and gently pushed her forward and through the door. The house felt too quiet to the pair. Brandon pushed Max behind him and walked further into the house. 

"Mrs. Carter? Are you home?" Brandon called out to the house. They heard a large bang from a couple rooms over and bolted to it. 

Max's POV

We reached a door that was slightly ajar I peaked my head and kinda just backed away. He looked at me with worry. I pointed into the room and he looked in. 

"Max, are you sure your dad is dead? Wait you wouldn't remember, but I distinctly remember you talking about him being dead. I know what he looks like and the man laying next to your mother looks exactly like him." 

"Mom?" The lady who is supposedly my mother looked over at me and hissed. The man next to her slowly got up and walked towards me. 

"You should not be here. They should have taken you already. Is the boy protecting you from them?" I looked back at Brandon and then back at the man. 

"Who is them?" 

"The demons and everything evil. I died after placing a tracker on you. If they want you they will find you. That boy is ruining everything I planned. Leave him." I backed away and into the Brandon scared for my life. 

"Who are you really? You are not her father I don't sense any part of her on you." I looked up Brandon with a curious face. 

"Smart boy. I am not her father...well, not her real father. She was sperm donor baby. You might want to find him because of him the supernatural have always been attracted to her. I had to do what I did or people would have been harmed. I can fix her mother on one condition." 

"What is it," I asked. 

"You let the demon in your friend mark you." 

"What demon? Brandon, what does he mean?"

"Thanks, asshole I was trying to protect her this time. After getting amnesia I thought I could protect her from this life. Do you really want your daughter to live this life?" 

"Yes, I do. I made a deal and I'm in big trouble if she doesn't get marked soon. That Shae guy would have worked well but someone had to fuck that over. Look, sweetie, if you don't let that demon mark you bad things are gonna happen to some people. Do it for me baby girl."

"DO NOT CAll me baby girl. You know I hate that name. And you know why too. Fuck you, dad. You tricked me and mom when you died. She almost killed herself after you died, you sick fucker. Why should I do anything for you?"

"Well, it looks like someone is starting to remember. You'll do this for me because if you don't everyone from our old town will die. Do you really want that blood on your hands? It's just a little mark, how bad could it be?" 

"Max, what all do you remember?" 

"I remember him dying and having to move here. Then I met you but I don't remember anything after that. What happens if this "demon" marks me?" 

"He'll be able to manipulate your thoughts and emotions. He can do whatever he wants to you and you will not be able to stop him since the mark makes completely submissive to him. Max I don't want this to happen to you. But I know how your conscious and how it will affect you if those people die. Max I don't think you have a choice." I looked at my "father" and just frowned. 

"Fix mom now or no deal."

"How do I know you will follow through with your end of the deal?"

"Because my demon has already tried to mark her but he failed. He will jump at the chance. Now I would fix her mother before something bad happens." 

I watched as he placed his hands on her stomach and began to chant something that sounded like Latin. After a couple minutes she sat up and went to punch my father but he vanished in thin air. 

"Honey, is that you?" I ran over to my mom and hugged her. 

"Mom...how come you never told me that dad wasn't really my dad?" She sighed. 

"I never told you because I kept it a secret from your father of who the sperm donor was. I made a deal with...a demon for me to be able to bear a child. I didn't realize what I was doing at the time but once you were born things started to get weird. As a baby, you'd draw pentagrams and hands coming out of a fire. Certain animals would run away from you while others wouldn't leave you alone. I tried to protect you but I never found out where the sperm came from and even a DNA test didn't show anything. I am so sorry honey but I wanted you so bad." I just backed away from her and then ran out the door and out of the house. I didn't know where I was running to but I just kept running. 

I stopped and sat down on the edge of a bridge hanging over a river. I was never that big of a fan of water but just staring at the river made me feel calm. I stayed for a couple hours after looking at my phone seeing that it was blown up with missed calls and texts from Brandon. I looked at a couple and he was worried about me. 

"Who is he? Why is my life so tangled with his? Why didn't I walk away when I found out he was half demon. And who is Shae? If that's not the demon then who is? I just wish I could run away and never look back at this life. I wish I had never become friends with him. I wish we had never moved and I was going to high school with all of my friends. That everything was the way it used to be. I don't want to be here. I'd rather be dead or with my ex than ever have to live another day in this life." Saying those thoughts out loud made me feel better and worse. Do I really wish I had never met him? If I had the choice to go back in time and was able to just walk away and never know him...would I take it?