Torn Apart

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You're going to hate Sefi in this chapter and I'm sorry for that

Josephine's POV

{Torn Apart}

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I hold my breath as the flight attendant finishes with the safety briefing of flying in an airplane. I made sure to play close attention to every word that came out of her mouth but the person next to me apparently didn't seem to care since she's fast asleep. Doesn't she realize how important it is to listen to her?

My eyes look out the tiny window and I scan around the area one more time in fear of seeing a face that I don't want to see right now. Minutes later, the airplane starts to move and the uneasy feeling in my stomach worsens.

Getting on this flight was no easy task. First, I had to find an airport that was far away enough to where Rhazien, the devil, wouldn't find me so I avoided going to any airports that were in Alberta. Unknowingly to Rhazien, I've been saving money on my own from the furniture Miss Maggie has been selling for me back in Minnesota so that I would be able to have some independence until I get a job.

The money, which I got from the bank in cash so that Rhazien wouldn't get suspicious in case he decided to look into my account, turns out to be enough to buy a one way ticket. I got a cab from the city and asked them to drive me to an airport that was two territories away from where the devil lives, just to be safe.

Now here's where I had to get smart. No matter how much I want to, I can't go to Minnesota since that's the first place the demon would hunt for me. I don't know where my mom lives, other than it's somewhere in Los Angeles, so I can't go there either. But I can't just aimlessly wander around America since he might find me.

If there's one thing I learned from living with...with the monster, it's that he hates the cold. He absolutely despises it. The temperature inside the house is always hot enough to where he can walk around shirtless and he hates getting out of the house to run small errands because he doesn't like the cold Canadian air, which is why I usually got stuck doing this errands with little to no complaints from him.

Obviously, my plan is to go as north as I can to be as far away from the demon.

I can't believe it. Rhazien a demon? I've known that he wasn't the nicest person in the world, but I figured that calling him a demon was a far stretch. But now I've seen the truth and I know better. He said one night that demons had the ability to blend into the shadows, and I took his words figuratively. But the way he managed to hide us from those scary men was more than enough proof of what he really is. 

He's a monster! Demons are monsters! They're everything that's evil and wrong with the world. They're the ones that are causing people to do terrible things. They're fallen angels, right? Jealous of the world above that they can't live in so they decide to cause chaos. And that's exactly what Rhazien created in me.

I blindly fell for the beautiful man while ignoring every red flag in the book. He was rude to random strangers and I excused that as part of his personality. He was arrogant when he first asked me to be his girlfriend and I stupidly thought that he was just awkward around women. He probably lied about not having any relationships before; he just wanted to get me into his trap. 

And the sad thing is that he succeeded. He uprooted me from my home and everything that I've ever known to follow him into some unknown area, giving him the advantage over me. I depended on him and he thrived on that. He went after the sad-looking girl at the diner knowing that she would be an easy conquest and he won. The demon won.

"Are you okay?"

I turn away from the window to see the girl sitting next to me looking at me with a worried expression on her face. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" I asked, clearing my throat when I realize how croaky it sounds.

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