『 I Won't Run Anymore』

Part 6 - Demon

I stared up at the sky above, watching the clouds float idly by from my unladylike lounged position in the garden. I had work in a few hours, I was working a half shift of 12 until 5. It was a quick and easy shift which normally made me happy, yet I can't bring myself to move. It felt like the weight of the world was keeping me down where I lay.

"Feeling sorry for yourself?"

A chill shot down my spine like a bullet, the unwanted familiar childlike voice forced me to move. As I was about to sit up a pressure forced me back down into the earth, my shoulder blades and head feeling the trauma of the estimated 12 stone thrust upon me. That body's weight pressed heavily on my stomach, leaving no room for escape. I felt my throat close up once my eyes met the man sat on my midriff, his palm holding my skull in place to stare up at him. His hands were warm against my temple. My heightened fear senses picking up the prints and indents in his fingers, how long and slender they actually were, the clawed ends... I gulped heavily, as to not choke on my spit.

"Still afraid of me huh? How boring..."

My cheeks felt cold as he removed his vice grip from my head, his right hand tangling into my hair roughly as he pulled me into a sitting position. His left hand gripped my chin in a bruising manner so I couldn't turn away. Our faces were close enough that I could feel his hot breath on my face, giving me a good look at his azure eyes and pale features. The same features I had woken up screaming about. I wanted to speak... wanted to scream for help... wanted to push this creature off of me... but nothing would work, I was literally frozen in fear. As I couldn't move my head, I moved my eyes. Wanting to look anywhere but at this demon. He gripped me harder, a small whimper leaving my lips. I could feel his nails in my scalp, his thumb on my jaw bone. I quickly looked back at him, seeing his expression the same as it was before. He really wasn't fazed by this at all...

"If you won't say anything then I will. Go see brother and end it all already. Your tenacity is getting old now. If not... then..."

He released my chin and held the hand up next his face. Ensuring that it was in my line of sight. He cracked the knuckles of the free hand, giving me a clear show of his claws bending with the simple movement. Reminding me of the time he slashed my face with those very appendages.

"I could always play with you some more..."

"Why aren't you attacking me now?"

I don't know where my sudden voice had come from, even if it had been hoarse...

"Why?"

He turned away and scratched his head in thought for a moment, tightening his grip on my hair while his gaze was off me.

"Hmm, I was told I could play with you... but I guess you just don't interest me in your current state..."

"Current state?"

He turned back to me with his lazy eyes, a shrug following shortly after.

"I don't know, speak with brother... unless you do want to play?"

I saw a glimmer in his emotionless eyes, giving me the strength to grip his wrist that was holding my hair.

"Just let go! Leave! I'm so fucking done with this! I can't take it any more!"

He jumped away from me, a small smirk on his face, almost looking like he had won something.

"Bye then..."

And he disappeared... just like that, only the burning in my scalp and jaw being a reminder that he had actually been there.

~~~~ 3 hours later~~~~