Demus

Chapter 5

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Deceit POV:

        I woke up feeling slightly dizzy. I rolled over to check the time. It was almost noon. So much for a sleeping schedule. I sat up in my bed and that's when I realized, I was still in my clothes. Wait, who carried me to bed. I don't remember going to bed last night. And it came to me.   Movie marathon with Remus. I haven't even made him breakfast today. Now I feel bad.

        I quickly changed into new clothes and made my way downstairs. When I got there, I already saw Remus sitting at the dining room table with a cup of coffee. I felt bad again. Remus never eats unless I put food in front of him. If I didn't know how to cook we would both be starving.

       He didn't seem to notice me, so I took a seat next to him. He wasn't dressed in his normal clothes. Instead he was wearing black jeans and a green sweater. When I looked, he didn't have any makeup on either. And still looked kind of sad.
"Remus?"
"Hm?"
"Have you eaten today?"
"..."
I sighed and went into the kitchen. Looking around for something to eat. I glanced around the kitchen and my eyes came upon a knife sitting on the counter. What's this doing here? It's not where I left it. When I picked it up, it looked like it had something on it. You wouldn't have expected this from me, but I licked it, to see what it was.

Blood...

I walked back out to the dining room and stood in front of where Remus was still sitting at the table. I held up the knife.
"Do you know where this came from, Remus?" I asked, trying my best not to sound to harsh. He didn't answer. Just stayed silent and stared at the knife. I asked him again. More silence. I didn't know what to do at this point. So I just stood there, awaiting my answer.

Remus POV:

      Shit... I left that there didn't I? Here's to hoping I know how to keep my mouth shut.

      I couldn't really say anything at that time. I was still in shock. How could I be so dumb?!?! All I did was stare at the knife and try to process what was happening. I couldn't lie, he literally the embodiment of lying. Could I tell him the truth? No. Probably not. He wouldn't understand... Or he'd be mad... Or he'd tell everybody... With all the thoughts running through my mind I couldn't even move.

      All of a sudden, he out the knife down on the table in front of him. And took the seat across from me.
"Remus..." He said. "I know you gave up murder... And none of the light sides have called complaining that you went over there. And I know I'm fine..." He stared at me for a few moments. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. There was a voice in the back of my head telling me to bolt. So I did. I got up and ran as fast as I could to the graveyard in the mindscape. Halfway there tears started streaming down my face.

        I climbed up a tree and just sat there, still crying. I was pretty sure the leaves would cover me up pretty well. All I did was sit there. Crying and wondering how I could be do stupid. Why did Dee even care? Why should anyone have to know? The silence was killing me. Just then I heard a noise. I peeked out from the leaves to see... Remy? What was he doing here?
"Who's out here?" He called out. Taking a sip of his coffee almost emmiediatly after. Classic Remy.

        I jumped down from the tree. I had to talk to someone, I couldn't feel lonely right now.
"Re?" He asked "Gurl what on Earth are you doing here?" He said, walking over to me.
"I made a mistake." I told him. He kept looking at me, he was waiting for me to continue. I couldn't take it anymore. My mind was practically bursting. So I explained everything to him.

      After I explained, he just stared at me. He slowly set down his coffee on a nearby fake grave. And grabbed my arm and pulled up the sleeves of my sweater. He gave a gasp of disbelief when he saw my wrists. I could see tears start to run down his face.
"Let's go." He said sternly.
"Where are w-"
"I'm taking you back to Deceit."

       Just then I started panicking. I didn't want him to find out. I was too afraid of what would come of it. Remy walked beside me, his hand never leaving my arm. Dragging me across the mindscape back to Deceit.

What would he think of me?

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I'm really not sorry for making these characters suffer. I love them, but I just love seeing people suffer. Mwahahaha

                                           -Chase