My hands shook uncontrollably. I didnt want to beileve it but maybe it was the turth. No! I couldnt even think like that!
Why couldnt I just be weird and emo or something? Why a freakin demon??
When I woke up there were no lights on, and it seemed dark. Boy, how long was I out? I saw a light flick on and shut my eyes. "What the-?" I started to say, but it was Marcus. "Uh...Hey." I said, trying to avoid his eyes. "Hey Yourself." He said in that british velvet smooth voice that just makes your head swoon.
I wipedthe sleep out of my eyes. I sighed. "I am I really a....thing?" I asked refusing to say the word. He chuckled. "If your refering to your demon-like personality then yes you are." He said. Then at that moment I realized how much I didnt want to be there. But with him by my side it was impossible to move. Everything about him chamred you in. His long hair, his deep, intoxicating eyes, and just the smell of his skin. He smiled like a nice summer's day in a field. Boy did I love that scent! He smiled. "Your mind's a little complex." He whispered. I wrinkled my brow. What in the sam hill did that mean? "Oh, sorry, I can read your mind." He explained. I jumped out of my bed.
"Oh really? Then what am I thinking?" I asked. He stood up and smiled. "That I cant read your mind." He said with ease. "Whatever." I said as I shook my head.
"So what are you doing here again?" I asked. "I told you, that im your night guard." He said. "I dont need a guard." I said. "Tell me, Annabelle, are you afraid of the dark?" He asked. I snorted. "When I was seven." I said. He looked at me with all seriousness. "Why were you afraid of the dark?" He asked. I shrugged. "It seemed like people hid away in the dark. Monsters, the boogeyman ect." I told him. "That's a very good reason.Because they're are." He said. I pursed my lips. "Ohkayy." I said slowly. "Im afraid of the dark, but not because of monsters. Im guessing you know about the shadow creatures." He said. I nodded. "They are horrible. With death on their mind all they do it make terror. They come to either kill you or frighten you half to death. They're terrible little creatures they are." He said. Then from the folds of the darkness around my closet, was a long ghostly figure. "Aww, that really hurt Marcus." said the voice. Marcus sighed. "Fuck you Mathias." He said. And all Im wondering is who this??????
