The Royal Demon & The Lonely Girl

Chapter 8 - Her

"You want to know more about me right? Well now would be a good time..."

It went silent for a moment, the only noise was the breeze blowing around Esme's brown hair and Day's dirty blonde hair.

"Alright... tell me." He says.

She takes a deep breath, she's never told anyone about this. "That paper already explained somethings, but I'd think it'd be better hearing it from me..."

She looked him in the eyes again. "My mother was a prostitute... a very pretty one, nonetheless... she had sapphire blue eyes and long brown hair, which is where my hair color comes in..." She starts. "She made very good money, and surprisingly never once became pregnant... until a man with golden eyes had come to see her one day..."

"Noah Harvey, I assume..." Day says.

"Yeah... him..." Esme mutters. "They did the 'you-know-what' and to much surprise she became pregnant, and that child forming within her, was me. Then whoever she was working for had fired her and she had to live off on whatever she could afford with all the money she saved up. Nine months later she gave birth and I was alive... of course, she didn't want me and the father was a mafia boss so she didn't want to give me to him so she gave me away to some run down orphanage... then she started going insane, having no job and ending up living on the streets, she killed herself. They called her a fallen angel who detached her own wings."

"Esme I-"

"I know what you're going to say, and don't... it's not your fault." She then cleared her throat.

"I was thrown into many different orphanages... ones that didn't want me after a month or ones that were illegal. Then there was one that traumatized me... and that was the last one I was in..." She stopped for a moment, she didn't know whether or not to cry or scream because of how scared she was after recalling the memories. However, she kept her calm, indifferent behavior.

"What happened there?" 'It must've been really bad if it traumatized her...'

"The woman that ran it hated me to no end... I didn't have to do anything and she'd yell and hurt me." She explains, her voice was monotoned. "She told me no one would love me because of my disgusting heritage... and she's right, the only kindness I got was out of pity... and Brianna, that girl from before... I thought of her as my friend... she wasn't, she just acted kindly to make me look bad, she hated me because..."

"Because...?"

"Because that man killed her parents." She says.

"And I assume that man was the mafia boss..."

Esme nodded. "Yeah... the man that I should call my father... but I can't because that man, is no father."

"Anyways... that woman that ran the orphanage whenever she was irritated she took it out on me... she'd shove me in a room that was pitch black... I hated that room... I hate the dark..."

'That's why she always sleeps under the window... there's always some sort of light coming through it.' Day thought.

"Then one day... I was shut in that same room again... however this time it was a little different. I heard blood curdling screams throughout the orphanage... I banged on the door for someone to let me out, and I realized it was already unlocked." She says. "Which never happened before, so when I opened the door, the first thing I saw was... Brianna's bloodied corpse on the ground... I checked her pulse and there was none... I went out into the main room, all the kids and the proprietor... dead. However the man that killed them was standing in the front doorway, he was faced away from me..."

"Did he notice you?" Day asked.

"Yeah... he turned to me, I noticed he had those same golden eyes I had... and instead of killing me. He smiled at me... the smile only a killer could have... that's when I realized what that woman meant by heritage... I was the child of that man. Before the police came I left the orphanage... I was all bruised and battered, I looked disgusting to everyone else. What's worse was I was alone..."

"And how many years ago was that?" Day asked.

"One..." She answered. "So I should be fifteen to sixteen right now..." she thought aloud. "And about the hair clip, around that one year I found it on the streets... I thought that someone had either lost it or threw it out... either way, it probably belonged to someone that was loved... and I believed maybe... I could be loved too... it's stupid I know-"

"It's not." Day says. "It's not stupid at all... you want to believe that, then believe that. Esme, you're not going to be alone forever."

"How can you be sure?"

"I'm right here, aren't I?" He asked. "You haven't been alone these past few days because I've been right here with you."

"Yes, but... you'll have to go back soon won't you... once that monster is gone... and you probably need to lock up Sekhaz... and more importantly it's because you're a demon lord."

It went quiet again. The only thing that could be heard once again was the light breeze...

"Yeah... you're right..." Day mutters with a sigh.

"We should head back down before someone notices us..." Esme mutters, Dazod nodded his reply.

They both went to the ladder and started heading down once they got to the window they climbed in.

"Well night Esme-" Dazod started walking to the wall he slept against until he felt something- or someone hit the middle of his back. He realized Esme's head was against it.

"Esme? Are you okay-"

"Do you want..." She started.

"Do I want, what?"

"Do you want to become the next demon lord?" She asked in a whisper, but it was loud enough for Dazod to hear.

'Do I want that...? Well I have to accept it don't I? It's all I worked for! My life has no meaning if...' He stopped his thought for a moment to glance at Esme. 'Well maybe that's not entirely true... but...'

"To be honest... I don't know... Esme... I don't know..." he said before sighing. "I'll give you a real answer tomorrow..."

"Okay..." She mumbled before heading to her spot under the window.

As soon as her head rested against the pillow she was out like a light.

Day smiled a little. 'She must've been really tired... I don't blame her though.' He then realized something her hair clip had already fallen off her hair and landed on her blanket.

He sighed a bit and quietly walked over and placed the hair piece beside the pillow. He then noticed another thing, a strand of hair that the clip was keeping well kept had ended up in front of her face.

He sighed. "You might choke on that, idiot." He muttered to himself before placing that strand behind her ear, being very careful not to wake her.

He smiled a bit before walking back to his sleeping area and laying against the wall. 'This human girl... sure is strange...' he thought before closing his eyes.