Stranger

ch14

I was a wanted demon. 

Seems that when I least wanted, that's when I was the most unreachable. Bryan told me last night, after I got back from the bakery, that my father has been trying to reach me the whole week. Too bad I had trashed my phone, which was because of him. So, yes, my father had decided that the next best way of contacting me was through Bryan. 

I had expected that, if I was honest. It was strange of me to receive a punishment or anything along those lines and keep quiet about it. There was always some way I would show and express my disagreement or objection to my father, always, no matter how small of a way it was, so I could see how the silence on my part would make him uncomfortable. 

It wasn't planned though, this whole evading the subject thing. I might have done some rebellious act to show how displeased I was if it wasn't for Evie. Yeah, one fucking human had more importance to me than the fact that I was staying here for far more longer. Why, you ask? Because she had been avoiding me.

Now, here's the thing. I was used to being avoided, ignored, disregarded, steered clear from, I had practically been in this situation my whole life, but when it started coming from Evie, I couldn't fucking cope with that. It had infuriated me and I hated that it affected me that much.

It was fucking astonishing, really ,how much power her view on me and her actions towards me had. I could stand my father not talking to me, Bryan not talking to me, my crew not talking to me, even my mother would be bearable sometimes, but her, not her. I don't know when this had suddenly emerged, this acknowledgment that I needed to have from her, but it was there, loud and clear. 

Evie was starting to mean something, her friendship, her closeness was starting to be something I cared about, and even thought I knew I shouldn't think like this, there was nothing I could do to stop myself. She was doing something to my head and I didn't fucking want it, at all, but I also couldn't stop it.

Then to top it all and have me at here feet like a fucking wuss, she had come out and admitted the reason she hated her uncle. And, fuck, did it throw me on a loop. I had blanked. It never happened to me, there was nothing someone would say to have me blank out and be lost for a second, but her words did. 

Evie was a good person, a great person in fact. One that always was smiling, always was teasing and joking, always was annoying the shit out of me, and even though I knew there was something else deep inside, the thing it turned out to be was not what I had expected. 

I was an evil prick, I knew that clearly and I didn't need from anyone to fucking point it out, but I could never stand for molesting, it fucking riled me up in the worst way. It was the one thing I never wanted for one to go through, no matter whether human or demon. And to come face to face with the fact that it had happened to Evie, let's just say that her fucking uncle was lucky I didn't know who he was because he'd be dead by now. He will be dead once I learn more about him and there's no punishment that will stop me from destroying him.

A pure, gold-hearted person like Evie deserved the world to be laid at her feet, the smile to never leave her face, the happiness to never stop shinning in her eyes and that prick had snatched a part of that. He had thrown her into a darkness she was still fighting with all her strength and no matter how hard she way trying, she still couldn't come out as a winner. 

I know, I sound like such a fucking mushy bastard, but it is what it is. Since I knew Evie for who she really was, she had to be protected. The promise I had made to her might have been something I had spat out in the moment, but I was going to fucking keep it with my life, one way or another. I couldn't even think of her being hurt, she didn't deserve none of that crap and if no one was there to help her and keep her safe, then fuck it, I would be. How, I still haven't figured that part out.