A Complicated Horror

Part 3

My mind told me that I can't get rid of it.

"if I'm not living then I can't be haunted, right?"

I don't know why I thought of something like that. I can't believe that my mind is actually taking over my actions. I just can't believe I've lived my whole life with a devil in my mind. trust me I've been trying to get this out of my mind since I was 7. Before I was 7 I just thought of him as an imaginary friend. Whenever I called it the devil it made me hurt myself and it still does.

I have a boyfriend named Zayden and we are sole mates. He is sort of a bad boy. He doesn't know about my mind he but I think it's time for him to know.

"Hey Zayden"

"Hey Babe" (he says as he kisses me)

"Can I tell you something really serious?"

"Sure Babe but make it fast"

"Ok but why do you have to go so soon?"

"O you know. Family stuff."

"Ok um there is something that NO ONE can know!"

"Ok Ok babe!"

"Ok here it goes"

"Hold up"(he says as he takes an obviously fake phone call)

"Well I gotta go"(kisses my cheek)

"Bye"