Bury a Friend

7. Molly's Past

Billie

I frown to myself as I watch her debate to herself. My plan is going well, but I don't like hurting her. There was a time when I did.

Being her Nightmare, it's my sole duty to make her fearful. Usually, Nightmares only appear to children, but I'm a special case. I didn't want to be like this, but of course Lucifer played me. But that's what he does, expect nothing less for The Devil himself. He only wanted another servant, but I already knew that.

I watched as Lola died for a second time. It's only been days since the last time. I should've negotiated better, but I didn't think he would be this cruel.

"You knew," I uttered bitterly. He moves up to stand next to me.

"Of course I did, but I only promised to give her back her life, not that it would last. A deal is a deal, sweetheart, so don't think you can escape me." He just laughs and disappears.

Now I'm stuck like this forever.

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My first couple of days on the job, I didn't know what to feel while scaring the living hell out of this little girl. Then, after Lola died a second time, I didn't feel at all. I just did my job, not caring about some child who had absolutely no connection to my life. Of course, I'm not living anymore. I gradually started to enjoy it, making me fear myself.

Once she turned nine, I was out of there. I kind of was sad, growing attached to her more than I should have. Even though I enjoyed scaring her, I cared for her dearly. So when she started to get bullied, those kids were stepping into my territory. Let's just say she wasn't bullied by this kids again.

There was only one kid after her whose job was cut short. There was years in between when I would just wander around, without meaning. Almost immediately after starting the other job, they assigned me. Strangely, to an adult. But after reading the name, I completely understood.

It's my fault for catching feelings. They would've never thought of her if wasn't for me. Lucifer just really wants to break me, so that I'm completely lifeless and can be his perfect servant.

"Good job, sweetheart. I knew there was a brain in that pretty little head. You would be perfect if not for still being able to feel. You can torment people the best, so much potential!" He's so satisfied with himself.

"I don't need your 'compliments', Lucy. Just stop being such a pain," I try hard to stay calm.

"Don't call me that! I can torture you it the worst ways. And, it's my job to be a pain. Kind of hard to forget with the title. Anyway, you start immediately," and he was gone.

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I hated seeing her afraid of me. But it's my job. If I don't, something terrible will happen to Lola's soul, and no matter who it is, I will never do anything to Lola. I've already done enough.

After spending every moment watching Molly for these last few months, I've come to realize that she is very similar to Lola. Drawing me to her more, which is bad. It's really bad because it's like hurting Lola all over again. Making everything I do more painful than it should be.

But I also can't help being jealous for the same reason. I hate seeing Molly with someone else, making her laugh and smile. So even if I hate seeing her sad, I can't help but do anything I can to separate them.

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I was thinking to myself, when I heard a squeak and quick shuffling. I look up and see Molly huddled in the corner of her room staring at me. And I just stare back. Not moving, and not changing.

And we stay like that. Staring.

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