My Boyfriend's A Demon

c h a p t e r 2

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The days seemed to pass extremely slowly since Caleb's passing. My feeling too started to pass and in their place formed a cold numbness. I stopped caring too, not just about my school grades and hobbies, about my friends too. Now I only had two emotions;; Numbness and Fury. I was angry 24/7. I recall ripping all my pictures off my favourite blue aesthetic wall which before had been covered entirely in photos of my favourite things in the world. Sadly, I stopped caring about my favourite things as well. Now that Caleb was gone nothing seemed to matter.

There I sat on my desk chair in my messy room, behind me all the photos scattered all over the floor. My king sized bed was unmade and a mess; it was always like that since Caleb's passing. The amount of homework on my desk was unreal, it was all overdue too. I'd probably skip school on Monday and just go somewhere on my own like I did last Thursday. The teachers stopped noticing you after a while and you'd just become a shadow of grief. Nobody seemed to notice me in school anymore now that I was just the depressed kid who didn't talk. Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door. "Come in!" I yelled, anger shaking my call.
My mother walks in holding a twenty pound note, "Ruby, Sara and some other people are at the door." She tells me, her voice concerned. I turn around to face her, my face blank and emotionless. "I don't care, Mum tell them I'm not coming out with them."
Mother sighed deeply and shook her head. "You're isolating yourself. This isn't the right way to cope, you need to do something love."
My jaw tightens. "I don't care about my mental health."
"That's not a good outlook on life, Selina. Please, let your friends help you. You keep pushing them away." Mother insists, her voice altering, becoming more desperate at the second.
I had enough now.
I stood up, fists clenched. "I don't care! Do you hear me? What part of 'I don't care' do you not understand?" I screamed, and with that I stormed out of my room and ran down the stairs. I could see my friends through the window outside waving at me, beckoning me forward. I ignored them and took a turn towards the back door, away from the front door and my friends. I reached into my pocket and fumbled for my big bronze coloured key for the back door.
"Selina! Wait!"
I ignored my mother and pulled the key out of my black hoodie pocket. I quickly unlocked the door before my mother could come down the stairs. I had to go, leave for a while. Escape my house, free my mind for a few hours. I'd be back soon, unfortunately.
Then I pulled the door open and pegged it out the back door and into the Autumn evening sunset. I heard my mother call my name again but I ignored her and kept running past the estate houses around me. I was aiming for the park behind my estate, the one with the bare autumn trees and beautiful evergreen shrubs and bushes. It took me three minutes to reach my destination point.
I halted finally, heart racing and breath quick. I almost felt happy to be outside in the open on my own. Almost.
I put my hands in my black hoodie pockets and starting to walk down the path. Caleb and I would often walk here and talk then go back to mine. Nobody else ever really came here though, it was said in the legends that every full moon the dead would come back to life and prowl the grounds of the words. Bullshit. Never once then had I seen a dead person and I didn't believe in those bullshit legends. But everyone else believed, almost the whole estate believed in those old fairytales, I didn't though, not at all.
It was just me in the woods that evening. The moon wasn't present yet and the sky was an orangey sunset, orange was Caleb's favourite colour so he would have adored this night's sky.

"I love the colour orange," I remembered him telling me once. "It reminds me of happiness and warmth." He smiled and brushed my blonde hair out of my face. Then it came so naturally. Our lips met and we became one, his hand on my waist, my hand on his shoulder. It was like we were made for each other, my lean but curvy body fitting into place with his muscular build like a missing jigsaw piece. Our first kiss started with us talking about the colour orange. How bizarre, but it only escalated from there. Caleb would come to see me almost every second day, bringing me fresh spring flowers from our woods when he could. I fell deeply in love with him at the age of fourteen and I still loved him to this day...

But now he was gone and there wasn't a day that didn't go by without me thinking about him. It broke me.

I released a sad sigh as I continued on my silent walk through the woods. Not a soul in sight. It must have been hours before I realised the moon was rising and the stars were starting to reveal themselves to the world. Seven o' clock it must be at the least. I kept walking through the woods which what seemed to be never ending.
"I should go home." I said aloud to myself, my voice hoarse and weak. I turned around to walk home but to my surprise the path was no longer beneath my feet. I didn't notice coming off the path, how strange. I never come off the path either.
The full moon shining above me I start walking back towards the direction I think my estate is. But I was still not 100% sure that I was walking the right way, in fact I was starting to fear a little bit. Never had I been out in the woods this late.
"It's okay. It's okay." I muttered to myself, trying to ignore the fact that it was a full moon. I was starting to think now, what if the legends were true? What if monsters and zombies came out every full moon to feast of the souls of poor innocent girls?
I quickened my pace, now I was extremely frightened.
Suddenly behind me I heard a shriek of a bird's call, I didn't look back and kept walking. 'Only birds.' I reminded myself silently. More shrieking now. The echoing sound of the shrieking was overwhelming, and I was starting to wish I had never ran off. As I walked on nervously I kept thinking of the legends and the supernatural creatures that came here every full moon. Tonight was a full moon, I quickened my pace again desperately trying to get home now. The path was nowhere to be seen. I was almost completely certain that I never came off the path at all and there I was lost and searching for the path that would lead me back home. Then a cold gust of air whipped past me, caressing my cheek and messing with my blonde hair.
The trees started to sway too, and I could hear a faint moaning sound along with the swishing of the bushes. Sanity hit me in the face, and I broke into a run. This wasn't safe! I pulled out my iPhone 6 and quickly called my mother. 1 ring, 2 rings, 3 rings, 4 rings, no answer. I kept running now starting to really panic, I called her again. 1 ring, 2 rings, 3 rings, 4 rings, no answer again.
I cursed under my breath and put away my phone, focusing on trying to find my way home. The wind was howling and the trees that surrounded me where swaying and rocking viscously. It could probably start hailing any second too.
Then I heard loud footsteps behind me and I slowed my pace to a walk out of curiosity. I couldn't see much, god only knows what time it was, but I turned to face the direction of where I had heard the footsteps. Maybe this person could help me!
'Who's there?" Came my defensive retort. The moment after I'd spoke I'd immediately regret speaking up because the sound of the footsteps only grew louder and louder as if they were approaching me. I broke into a run and sprinted in the opposite direction of the footsteps, my hair flailing out behind me as I legged it. Tears were now streaming down my cheeks, this was the first time I'd experienced fear since Caleb's death and the emotion was harsh and deadly as I ran from my pursuer.
The dark was ominous and black and I could hardly see my two feet below me as I sprinted to save my life. Then I heard the strong beating sound of powerful wings behind me, they were too loud to be belonging to a bird of some sort. What happened next was so unexpected.
Looking up I caught sight of a huge figure of which looked like a human with a pair of black feathered wings which reminded me of darkness and despair soaring high above me, arms outstretched with claws as sharp as blades. The features of the creature weren't visible to me at the time because it was too dark to see. I tried my best to run but the creature swooped down and landed on me, hooking it's long claws into my shoulders, crashing me to the ground. I recall hitting my head very hard and then all my vision going completely dark. The darkness was soothing for that short amount of time but then the pain was overwhelming.