Wide Asleep

Thirteen: Retaliation and Rehabilitation

Thursday, November 1st, 2018
9:15 P.M.
Dark's P.O.V.
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As the moment I dread comes to pass, I open my eyes to be met with the surprised doe eyes of Charlotte, who seems baffled. Because not only have I just kissed her, but she holds up her hand, showing that there is indeed a needle inside of it. I can't help but chuckle to her absurd expression, holding her head in my hands, caressing her soft cheeks with my thumbs. I rest my forehead against hers, and I find that I can share my thoughts with her quite easily.

You're okay, my darling. You made it.

Of course I made it. I've got you. My life has been so unsure, so complicated. I do believe you've simplified it for me. You've done nothing but try to protect me. I thank you sincerely for that, Dark. But I still don't understand, why would you prefer a human over your own kind?

I merely chuckle at my precious pet, leaning in to kiss her soft lips once more, now taking the time to enjoy it more thoroughly. My heart beats with such an intensity that baffles me, yet I agree to disagree, and embrace the feeling. Once Charlotte leans to rest her head against my chest, I try my best to put things in perspective for her as Pamela and Dr. I plier commence their treatment for now. Through Charlotte's mind, I have discovered that she no longer cares what comes of her, so long as in the end, she is happy and healthy.

You're much more vibrant to me than any other demonic presence to ever exist. I'd take you over anything the eternity I live within could offer me. I've dreamed of you for years, and now that I have you, nothing else matters to me. I'd like to grow with you, to keep you safe and happy as my reign over this world grows. You will be my queen, and you will live the best life until the end of time. Do you understand?

Charlotte simply nods, sighing aloud.

We must prove the truth to the others.

And we will, my darling. But for now, we must focus primarily on your well-being.

Our conversation in silence is interripted, but for the reason it is, I decide to allow it.

A knock rings out through the room, before the grand entrance of Wilford, who leads Chefiplier and the Jim twins, who bring carts piled with food and drinks.

"Sincerest apologies for taking so long, Ms. Aven; we know you're hungry. We also have a request for a visit, someone we didn't expect."

"Who is it?!" I demand rather harshly, causing the reporter to flinch, as well as Charlotte. I apologize by taking her hand in my own and squeezing it gently.

"I-It's Ms. Nelson, Dark. She has news, I believe."

I growl at the man, racing past him before he can respond.

"Keep her safe! If anything happens to her while she's gone, you'll all have hell to pay."

I make my way downstairs rather briskly, to find Amy at the door, horror dominating her expression as I approach.

"Dark, is she okay? I had to find her as soon as I heard--Sean... Anti... whatever he is!! He went missing. He left today, and we called the police. I convinced Mark to leave you out of it, but... they found Sean. But he escaped custody, and when I got home from a shopping trip... nobody was there. E-Except for Ethan."