The Devils Angel

11th Chapter:The horror of love

" The only thing that's constant in this world... is change. And there are only two types of changes..
Change for the better
Change for the worst."

The scene that unfolded in front of me was the most terrible nightmare a girl could have. And unlike a nightmare, where you can just wake up and tell yourself its just a dream.. this wasn't a dream.

This is true. I was inside a little room in God-knows-where. I woke up in here with a throbbing headache. There's a bump on my head to prove it. Feeling disoriented and sore all over, I stood up and saw a glass wall.

A glass wall that I wanted to break so bad at this moment. Cause behind it, laid My father bleeding to death and my mother crying for help.... and there was also toper. Looking like the devil in the flesh. He's naked but there was blood all over him that looked like a fitted costume in him.

His eyes were colder, I shivered as he laughed and barred his bloody teeth. He was cutting pieces from my mother's body and placing it in his mouth and--

He's a cannibal.. He's the devil..

I cried as I fall to my knees, shaking and shivering from cold faint fear and from pain. "Stop it.. Pease stop it.." I whispered as the air was suddenly suffocating me. I feel like somebody is choking me.

Taking deep breaths.. I tried to shout. To scream. But there were no voice coming out of my mouth.

This isn't real.. this isn't real.. it's all a bad dream.. its all a bad dream. This isn't happening.. this is just--

My thoughts were cut of as a strong pair of hands yanked my hair. "Ahhh!!!" I yelp as I saw the woman who took me, looking at me with that same sardonic and evil smile. I trembled in fear, my body felt so numb.

"Sssshhhh... don't cry bitch. You haven't seen all of it and yet look at you. All crying and scared to death." She laughed at me then forced me to get up.

She yanked my hair tightly..the pain in my head doubled and I cant help but let out a whimper as I stood up. She pushed me into the wall. I closed my eyes. Not wanting to see anything of what's happening behind it.

"Open your eyes princess.. you think you know him? You think he's some kinda of a prince? Look at him!!" She gripped my hair even more tightly. I let out another cry.

"Open you fucking eyes!!" She demanded but I dont want to. I cant.. the woman then turned me and slapped me hard on the face. I crashed down the floor as the impact caught me off gaurd. Then she squatted down and took a fistfull of my hair again and spit on my face.

"I will have fun killing you. I will make you feel the pain I felt when you almost took him away from me! He's my devil.. He's mine.."

"Please--" she slapped me again, cutting me off. The woman then pulled me out of the room and into the house. It was a big house. She seated me in the dining table, tied me up in the chair.

I heard cutleries and pots being moved. Then a plate was placed in front of me and two more in the head of the table and the one opposite me. She smiled at me then went away again.

I need to get out of here..

The bonds are too strong and tight. I tried rocking the chair..  but it was too heavy. My whole body hurts.. my heart hurts more though.