『 I Won't Run Anymore』

Part 19: Disarray

I stared up at the male for a while, unable to completely process what he had said to me... I... I was a mother? ... No, I couldn't have been... I have never lain with a man before!

"I'm not a mother Mephisto."

"No?"

"No! I'm only 26 years old! I think I'd know if I had a child!"

"Are you positive that is your age?"

I flared lightly at his insinuation before I took a calming breath, trying to think along his terms... This man was a demon... he was far older than I was... He had seen more than I could hope to...probably seeing woman younger than I have children... yet, his words pressed hard on my mentality... Am I positive of my age? ... How old was I? No... I'm 26; I had lived that short human life happily with my parents until I was 19 and then began to travel the world for new sights after collage! I saw Paris, Italy, Ireland, Hungary, India, China and many more places in my journey! I took in many cultures, so much knowledge, many friends...

"Yes, I'm certain that is my age."

"You would become a good mother one day."

'Don't worry Ali! You'll be a great mother!'

My eyes blurred slightly as my body wavered and numbed in its current spot of the bed like a drunk before regaining itself a few seconds later, a cold shudder running from my toes to my head; that very head thumping at the front of my cranium; becoming exceedingly prominent in those few seconds.

"W... why is..."

"You're body is reacting to my words, I was right in my first assumption of you."

"First.. ass-"

I clenched my eyes shut to the headache that formed before I could finish, my own voice pounding painfully at the small syllables I made; Mephisto's chuckle echoing even more painfully in my ears.

"The Banshee is an unusual demon, one that is born from human life itself. Once a human dies under certain circumstances the Banshee is created, and then travels to spread word of oncoming death in hope of either warning or preventing it."

"Ba... travel... dea..."

My words had broken... unable to form under the massive migraine that had come upon me shortly into Mephisto's words... It was hard to process what he was saying; my body only aware of the gentle petting he was still gliding across my head in attempt to ease my headache. The rest of my body was in agony... My inflamed form was sweating to the point of a cool breeze drafting through my window was heaven... as brief as it may have been... Mephisto's words echoed hard in my ears; as distant as they were at the same time...

"Be still belle, I have yet the worst to come. For you see; you were also a demon born from human life, a human that had lived a half life up until the point of child birth."

"Child... birth...?"

'You're having a boy Ali! How amazing is that?!'

'Wow, you're getting so big now! He's going to be a healthy one!'

'Don't worry Ali! He's only a few weeks early, so we should be able to get him into proper health!'

'Ali... I'm so sorry... he... he's gone...'

'Ali, are you okay? Ali? ... Ali!'

I remember.... not much, but... I do remember... It was 1930 and I was to have a child out of wedlock... and my friend stood by me the whole way through it. She was there with me in the hospital room as I bled and bled... it wasn't right, my baby coming so early... I was in so much pain... the doctors were screaming at the nurses for help and they used products on me that I wasn't aware of, injected me with many of things that I again wasn't aware of... I was helped through my birthing; doctors, nurses and my friend by my side... my child finally coming into the world as the doctor cut the cord and took him away for cleaning... I had been relieved, more so than I had ever been in my life as the pain dulled from the waist down now that the pressure had been removed. I pushed myself up onto shaky arms to see my baby once the doctor had finished cleaning him... my smile soon passed though as an 'Oh no' reached my ears... the doctor turned to me... no baby in his arms... his expression sullen as my own body began to fade from life...

"I'm sorry..."

His words passed by me like a ghost, my own body finally failing from fatigue, pain, blood loss... and the loss of my child...

"No... No, I didn't... I never... I..."

My body convulsed, an empty disruption appearing in my stomach as I threw my body upright in a hope to pass the sick feeling, ignoring Mephisto's form being pretty much thrown from me. My hand covered my mouth, the other shaking harshly against my kneecap as it tried to force limb to be still in a failed attempt; everything... was in disarray... Soft sounds left my once again dried out vocals as the headache became worse... my thoughts on nothing other than what I had previously seen... It... it was real?

"I... I died that day... I had lost my baby and I died..."

I gulped down the bile that had formed in my throat, pressing my hand harder against my mouth in an attempt to keep what was in my gut, in my gut. My breathing was loud through my nose, ears becoming more aware of the sounds around me as my pulse vibrated through my ears...

"Belle... all banshee are formed from human women when they die. Some are from a murder and others are from death by child birth. You were just one misfortune enough to lose the child before your own death."

"Yes... I knew I was dead and... and I searched the world for the spirit of my boy among my wailing for those that I knew were to lose their loved ones... I... came across a family..."

My hands fell, body falling back into the plush bedding as I gripped onto the sheets below as my whole body tensed up to the feeling within... I... I felt sick...

"Go on belle, tell me."

"I..."

I turned to the male, watching my own disorganised reflection dance in his eyes for a second. I swallowed, curling my fingers in the sheets for a second more to gain some kind of feeling.

"I need some rest Mephisto..."

The man recoiled slightly before a small smile crossed his face like the Cheshire cat. He turned away from me as he rose to his feet, the pressure he left on my bed plumping back up as he shifted to a standing position.

"I see. I understand you need to be alone my belle, that you still don't fully trust me. But I will respect your privacy for now. Feel better soon."

The man took his leave as I flopped back onto my bed; a position I was in before Amaimon, Daiki or Mephisto had appeared. My mind was wavering fiercely, so much... too much was happening to me at once... My body... my mentality... it couldn't take this... I... I couldn't... I... I had to run!