Truth Or Dare; Live Or Die

Chapter Nine: Explaining to Do?

My body stopped flailing when Noah said that. I stared at him. Tears brimmed my eyes, and I began to cry. Them. Theyre in danger because of me. Noah pulled me in tight and kissed me. Everything bad melted from my mind.

"Deep breaths.. relax please." Noah said, rocking me gently.

"I-I have to tell you guys.... Something.." My eyes had just changed from the perfect black to my regular gray-brown. No one would come near me, except Noah. I met all of their eyes, one by one. They were terrified of me.

I gulped. My leg was still bleeding out, and the loss of blood was making me dizzy.

"I-I have... d-demonic blood... in me," I started, "My real mom.. was a demon .. and 2 years ago.. my father and his company held me hostage.. this scar.. the blood.. my dad did it to me."

"I dont believe this..." Noah said quietly.

"The nightmares.. the dreams..it was really memories."

"...."

"Im sorry..." I said. "Your dating.. a monster."

"So.. why did the crystal and game... cause you to go possessed?" Mario asked.

"My birthday and death date are carved inside a pentagram, on the Crystal. I dont know about the game.. My father said something about it in my dream.. But i cant remember it."

It went quiet. My thigh was still pulsing blood. I blacked out in Noahs arms.

"When you die, so will your friends. If they play that game with you, Star, their souls will connect to yours. Thats why..." My father slowly got up, grimacing in pain. I lay on the floor, whimpering, my eyelashes fluttering. I was drifting in and out of consciousness, barely able to comprehend anything my dad said. "I have.. to kill a perfect specimen." He pulled me up by my long hair, which was dirty and caked in blood and tears. My leg had blood spilling down in puddles. How much more could my frail body take? My father held up a knife, pressing into my neck. A fine line of blood ran down my neck, down my chest. I stared into his evil eyes. "If I ever die, Im taking you down to Hell with me." I said to him viciously. "Haha, my dear," he laughed, "I wont be going to Hell. Ill be going up to God, because I took care of a careless MISTAKE." He threw me across the room, where I hit the wall. It hurt. I slid down until I was sitting in the floor. I was bleeding out. This is it, I thought. Its the end...

I woke up choking and holding my throat. I raised up and gagged. I leaned over to the trash and spit out blood. Sami came over and pulled my dark hair back over my shoulders.

"Thanks.." I said, hugging her.

"Anytime, bitch." She smiled. From her face, I could tell Shes been crying. I looked down at my leg, which had been patched up. The sheets were stained a light pink. I looked at my blue-painted nails.

"Im.. a monster. Why did I not die that day?" I asked.

"You arent a monster," Sami said, "Its not your fault this is happening."

"Well.. I wasnt supposed to live." I leaned back and closed my heavy eyes. I havent had more than an hour of sleep since I was brought to the hospital. People have been in and out all day today, making sure I havent gone completely crazy again.

I grabbed Sami and hugged her. "Im going to protect you guys with all I can."