15 - Guess Who's in Town

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Chapter 15 - Guess Who's in Town

Lorin

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All I felt was pain. Constant, never ending pain. I writhed in my sheets, trying to abate it, trying to get any sort of relief, but it felt like I was simultaneously being stabbed with a thousand knives, while my brain was stabbed with needles, my blood boiled, and my lungs filled with mud. I felt hands on me, but they just made the pain worse. I turned away from the prying hands, stuck in the inky blackness of my mind. As I start to come to my senses, I work on the protection spell that was taught to me. Even before I can start saying the mantra, the light I'm able to protect myself with has already cut the pain out of my body. Soon after I'm done with the spell, I feel 100% again, ready for anything.

I'm conscious again, but I keep my eyes closed. I can feel that I'm alone in my bed, which just means that Modi and Enki had business elsewhere. I'm okay with that. They helped me realize that I can't get upset whenever they leave me, because there just has to be times when we're apart. But I do wish that they were here with me. Even though I'm out of whatever that was, it still hurts, and the ghosts of the pain lingers. But I am proud of myself that I was able to handle that by myself. I know it probably is an easy task for a lot of Satanists, but I'm still relatively new. And I also just like basking in any victory I get for myself.

When I finally get comfortable enough in my body, I roll out of bed and decide to get ready for the day. I'm still skipping school, for my own sanity, so I don't rush. I always found morning showers when you don't have to be anywhere tend to be the best. I get the water to the perfect temperature (which is practically all hot, with a sliver of cold) and let the streams relax my tense muscles. I know that the faster you advance yourself spiritually, the more prone to attacks you are, but it seems like everyday that I'm getting targeted. It's taking a toll on my body, but what can you do? Get stronger. I know I can handle this, it's just tough right now, but there will always be a silver lining.

I shampoo my hair, pulling my fingers through the black locks to help detangle. My hair is getting longer, sitting at about shoulder length right now. I should get a haircut soon, I think to myself before laughing. What a normal, mundane thought to have! I found out I was the moon a few days ago, and I added a haircut to my todo list? What a wild concept. Obviously, I should be focusing on... what? What do I need to be focusing on? Spiritually growing? That's not something that happens overnight, and besides that fact, it's something that I work on everyday. I know what I need to be doing; learning more about my enemies and the Hunter organization. I have a Vanator living with me, and yet I barely know anything about him or what his lifestyle brings besides that they hunt witches to use their magic, and then kill them. I can't possibly see how they can be hunting down Satanists, because especially with such a taboo religion, we're all in hiding basically.

I rinse the shampoo out, and add a conditioner next. While that's sitting on my hair, I wash my body while I plan my attack. Well, maybe attack isn't the right word to use. More like, plan of action. I need to be able and sit down with Roman and have him open up to me about what he does, and why he does it. Maybe I can convince him further to leave his wrongful faith there, and join me. Not necessarily become a Satanist, because I feel like that may be a bit much for him so soon, but come to my side so I can show him the truth, and not just tell it. I know as soon as he sees the good in the world, it will make a difference for him. And for me, too.. As I rinse out the conditioner, I realize that I haven't seen a lot of the good in the world, either. I would love to see it, though. I would love to see the good that each person is capable of. Who wouldn't? It would be a better world for everyone.

I look into my mirror when I step out of the shower. What do they see in me?... I"m so pale! And have no muscle! But I brush that thought away as soon as it comes. I can't keep having these types of self doubt, it's not healthy. I don't notice that my paleness toes the line of translucency. While I'm drying off, still lost in my thoughts, my bedroom door opens. Thinking it's just Modi or Enki, I don't say anything and continue to get ready for the day. I don't hear anything said, so I get dressed and start the conversation.

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