Demon! Shane x Ryan

Demon Boi's Depressed.

Hi! It's been awhile. I honestly have no excuse. I'm just a lazy piece of shit who can't sit in front of a computer for more than ten minutes and type an actual chapter.

This is a bit shorter than what I would've liked to have given you considering how long it's been since I've posted, but I don't want to leave you with nothing.

Enjoy!

I felt my strength rise and transformed back into my human form. My body ached and I didn't have nearly enough energy to go on for more than a few days, but I could easily ignore the symptoms of my hunger for power if it meant Ryan was less scared. Once I showed no sign of ever having been a demon, I approached the man in front of me. He flinched slightly, but didn't back away. I held out a hand toward him once I noticed Ryan was still on the ground. He gazed at it warily, not sure if he should take it. I joked, "C'mon. It's not like I'll hurt you." He hesitated, but took the hand and lifted himself up, not saying anything. I tried talking to him about the situation, making occasional jokes like we normally would, but he still didn't speak. As soon as I realized that Ryan refused to look me in the eye, I just stopped.

I took a deep breath and said, in all seriousness, "You hate me now... don't you?" He turned to me slightly shocked, but didn't deny it. I laughed dryly, feeling drained of all emotion. "It's fine. I kinda figured that when you found out, you wouldn't take it well." He looked away once again, and I slowly began leaving, walking slowly at first, but picking up the pace once I was out of sight. I fell on the ground, tired and devoid of anything. I felt empty. Well, not entirely. I was mad. Mad at myself for letting this happen. On top of everything, the worst feeling was knowing that as I walked away, Ryan never once tried to stop me. He hated me. He didn't care about everything we had gone through.

My heart ached. Everything hurt. I felt tears prick in the corners of my eyes. I no longer cared about anything. It was all worthless if Ryan didn't love me. How did Ryan ever feel about me? Was I only a friend? Was I ever anything more? Would he care if I never came back?