Red Witch - BXB [UNDER EDITING]

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This chapter is kinda crap guys, I'm sorry, I just kind of..really wanted to hurry up and get this part over with, so I can finally move on to the super awesome stuff. (I will not elaborate on that.)

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[ arlen's pov ]

     "Um. Yes actually..what is up with that?"

He looked super uneasy and conflicted right now, though I just had to ask him. I wanted to know. I wanted to know badly. I wanted to know why there was some demon hunting me and the Red Witch down, I wanted to know what the demon wanted with me specifically, I wanted to know why all of this is happening to me, I wanted to know everything.

I watched as he took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak. No words came out. He just kind of sat there with his mouth slightly open, looking very uneasy, for what felt like forever until he finally spoke. "Arlen, this demon..he..feeds off of power and, well, Arlen..as I said before, you and I got lots of it, and he wants it, he wants it bad."

I felt sick to my stomach with what I was hearing. I mean, I already felt sick before but this just made everything worse. I felt as if I was going to throw up. I couldn't handle this kind of information. I just wanted the world to open up and swallow me whole.

I let out a quiet 'oh'.

We continued to sit there in silence, making awkward eye contact every once and a while. I was honestly so lost and confused at this point. What was I supposed to do? Just face it, Arlen, you're gonna die. You are definitely..gonna die.

All I could feel was absolute numbness. I felt nothing. I had no emotions. I felt as if this was my silent way of giving up. Well, giving up on life, at the least. There was absolutely nothing I could do, so would should I even try fighting back? Fighting this creature? Even if the witch is right, that I'm very powerful, I have no idea how to work those powers I supposedly have. So what's the point in fighting? I might as well just die anyways, I have nothing to live for.

I voiced some of my thoughts, breaking the barrier of silence. "I already told you..I have nothing to live for, and you quite clearly don't either. So, what's the point in even trying to fight back?"

He looked at me with such sad and scared eyes. "Arlen, I feel as if I've found something worth living for, and it pains me to even think about it."

I chuckled darkly at that. Feeling quite literally dead inside. "Why would something that's worth living for pain you? Doesn't sound very..worth living for, if you ask me."

He took a deep breath, looking rather frustrated and..once again..scared. "It pains me because it is something that I..I think I might love, and that fact scares me, because..what if..what if-" He stopped talking. I was intrigued. It was quite clear he was talking more so about someone rather than something. He looked absolutely petrified, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't love the look of fear on his face. What was wrong with me? This isn't me. I sound like a freaking sadist.

"Tell me Witch, who is this person you speak of?"

It doesn't take a genius to know who he's talking about.

"Ex-excuse me?"

"Its so obvious you're talking about a living thing."

Who knew my self-esteem was so high?

"No, I'm no-"

"I'm not stupid."

I gave him a blank stare. I knew he was talking about me, I just knew it. I don't exactly know how I knew it..but I just did, maybe it was the way he always looked at me, or the way he always shook when he was around me, or maybe it was the fact..I could just feel it. And even though I already knew he was talking about me..I still wanted him to say it. I wanted him to tell me he liked - or even possibly loved - me. I needed him to say it. I needed to know I wasn't wrong, that there is actually someone out there who loves me.

"Tell me, please." I said a little more softly this time.

I watched as he took a deep breath, looking downward. I continued to stare at him intensely. Please just say it all ready. I can't wait any longer.

"You're worth living for, Arlen." He whispered. He said it so quietly that I almost didn't even hear him. And despite the fact I already knew he was talking about me, I still found this as shocking as ever. Well, there goes all of my previous confidence. I mean..why me? Why does he like me of all people? I decided to voice my thoughts, "Why? Why me."

He finally looked up to meet my eyes, his eyes all glossy. "Why? Why do I like you of all people? Arlen, I like you because..because..well, you're the only person whose ever showed me any kind of..love before. The way you'd always compliment my eyes..the way you tried so hard to be nice to me despite all of things I have done, and the way you tried to always find the good in me even though it seemed so hopeless and impossible....and even though it still seems that way."

I watched as he wrapped his arms around himself in a vulnerable like manner, and turned his head to the side as to not meet my eyes. I've never seen him look so vulnerable and dejected ever before in my life, and it kind of made my heart swell..just a little bit. All I wanted to do was reach over and hug him tightly, to let him know that its okay to feel vulnerable sometimes, and that its okay to just..let all that sadness out once in a while, that its alright to..cry. To feel sad. But..I didn't do that, no, I did something that will forever be burned into my memories, that I will never be able to forget. I kissed him.

I reached over, grabbing each side of his face with my hands, and kissing him smack-dab on the lips. His..oh so soft and pretty lips. And when I leaned away from the kiss, all I could see was the pure shock on his face, and his bright red cheeks. I looked him deep in the eyes and smiled. "I think you're worth living for too, Cedar."