"Story time!!
So far it's been two days and I'm already hating this power again! I ain't scared this time. No, no, no! I'm just soooooo goddamned annoyed. Mainly when it comes to needing privacy. Lemme explain why.
Since almost all dead souls think I don't see em, some slimy souls try to watch me. That's not the slimy part. I call em slimy, because they try to waTCH ME SHOWER!! But lucky, Inias was around. So many slimy souls... Inias says that's an incredibly normal thing to happen with many other's, but it makes his job easier, since I'm basically "attracting" souls that escaped the line to hell. Ugh! I am more than over it... My breaking point ended up being the time where I needed to go toilet. A soul legit! Not even joking; Tried to watch me do my business!! The sicko... Just remembering it still makes me cringe at a 100%.
I have tried to tell Inias about me wanting to shut off my power again, but he ended up getting mad at me every time I brought it up."
*Now*
"I'm done with this power." I grumble.
"Which one?" Inias asks. We're currently resting on the couch, watching cartoons. I'm sitting up with his head resting on my lap.
"The seeing the dead power. I hate the perverts and the lack of privacy." I scrunch my face in disgust at the unpleasant memories.
"No."
"No what?" I ask, even though I already knew the answer.
"You're not turning that power off! Do you wanna go back in another coma?" He demands, thinking that he's in control. "You were in a coma for 2 years last time. This time you're more likely to be in a coma for longer. Maybe even 40 years." He calms down a bit, trying to convince me into thinking differently.
I let out a quiet sigh, not really wanting him to lash out, but also not wanting to give up. "Of course I don't want to go into another coma." I calmly say and start combing my fingers in his lovely curls.
"Then don't shut it off! Haven't I been a help with them?" He presses on, once again grouchy.
"Yes you have. But I'm not liking the pests. They are really doing my head in."
He then sits up and faces me with a look of anger and hurt. Shit. Instead of pinching a nerve, I've just ripped the nerve...
"You know full fuckin' well that if you stop the power, you're leaving me! Am I a pest too! Maybe I should just rid that blessing I gave ya!? Is that what you want?" His voice deepens with acid, and some of his facial features go back to its demonic looks. His right eye fades back to eye-less sockets, apart of his cheek reveals the dark bones, along with the fangs, and ashes started to pour out like a form of a faucet.
I shake my head at him. "Inias, I'm saying that I'm considering on doing it. My only reasons for why I haven't is because I can see Rob and the other boys. And I also don't want to leave you behind either." I try to pull him into a hug, but he pushes me away. "Come on, Ini." I try to persuade him, my arms still wide open for him.
"You said that you're still considering it! Do you know how stressful it was to try and get your attention for the past years, and have no success what so ever!?"
'He is such a little baby.' I think to myself. I open my mouth to say something but he cuts me off.
"I. Am. Not. A. BABY!!!" He screams and my chandelier falls and crashes to the floor in the dining room.
My eyes widen in shock and turn to the direction. "What the fuck?" I whisper to myself. I turn back to Inias and he's still pissed. His neck is now back to its demonic form, along with his entire mouth. But I keep my cool, I don't want Inias to continue ruining my shit. BUT... I'm also a prick, which means that I'mma push it a lil more. "Why are you scared of me leaving you behind? You know that I don't do it purpose. And besides, you said that you stuck around with me... Why didn't you change into a human? Every human can only see you when you're human too." I calmly point out. It is a good statement though.
Now his left arm disappears and returns back to its hand-less tentacle like thing. He is obviously still incredibly pissed. "YOU THINK I HAVEN'T TRIED!?" His voice pounds in my head. I cover my ears, knowing that's a useless thing to do. "WHEN YOU SHUT OFF THE POWER YOU CAN'T SEE ME, REGARDLESS IF I'M HUMAN OR NOT!!" His voice rings, and I achieve a massive head ache. "YOU'RE A STUPID IMBECILE IF YOU THOUGHT I HAVEN'T TRIED!!! I JUST WANT TO RIP YOU TO PIECES!!!!!!!" His intense screams continue to ache in my mind.
Now I've completely pushed it... My head felt heavy and my vision became a little blurry. I slowly start to lean off to my left and shortly fall off the couch. Inias swiftly catches me with his demonic arm, surely leaving ash stains on my clothing. He brings me close to his human chest and I look up to his now human face. I couldn't even whimper, too sore to bare another sound. I just curl up to him for comfort, since I don't know how to cure this agonizing torture.
"I'm sorry..." He whispers, but I flinch from the extra sound making it worse. He softly rakes my long hair and tries to soothe me. "Its OK... I'm so sorry... I'll try to work on my anger... I'm sorry, Missy... I didn't mean what I said about hurting you..." Every sound that I heard just made the headache worse.
Knowing that it'd hurt more, I had to say something. "Shut up, please." I beg, and it felt like a hammer had just bashed my skull. I clench my jaw and squeeze my eyes shut, trying not to make another sound.
"Just breathe." Inias whispers, and the pain levels just increase and now I can only hear an eerie high pitch noise rebound through my hollow skull. Pain still throbs at my temples, and I could feel my heart beating in my head. I start quietly hyperventilating, trying to somehow ease the pain. Shortly I feel a soft kiss on my forehead. "Sleep." Is the last thing I hear, and instantly I'm asleep.
I no longer can feel the pain...
-3rd Person POV-
"What?! There is a different POV!? YUP!"
Inias stands up with Misty in his arms, bridal style. Deep down he felt guilty, knowing full well that she has the right to do as pleased. But he just hated the fact that if she does, she'll ignore him again. Even if its unintentional... But the reason for Misty suddenly sleeping, is because that's the only thing the demon could do in order to stop the pain faster. He didn't mean to be such a grouch. But its obvious that he's the "Do-Before-Think" type of demon...
He huffs in defeat and carrys her upstairs as carefully as possible. He makes his way to her bedroom and briskly removes some of the cover. He then gentle lies her down before tucking her in the blankets.
He stands up straight and rewinds back to the previous debacle. Anger fills him to the core again.
"I'll be back." He whispers. (a/n: If ya know, ya know) He then vanishes somewhere around the world to release his fury.
If only he stuck around for at least one hour, thirty seven minutes and twenty three seconds. Oh well🤷🏽♀️. I'm just the narrator, not the messenger. Although, I could be like Master Ogway and send "A message from the universe", but-
"SHUT UP!!" Every single story character screams...
Hehehe... My bad. Um.. To be continued?
"You have to be THE shittiest narrator." Misty rolls her eyes.
Shush little one! And get back in place!!
Joker groans in annoyance. "Oh my GOD!! Just skip to the end! Daddy misses the spotlight, pumpkin."
Well then SHUT UP then!! Sorry lovely viewer. But whilst I argue with the rest of the crew, why don't you skip to the next chapter... Bye.
OK listen here you little shits-
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Word count: 1406
Hehehe... Ye I kinda just ended up talking to myself in the ending, that explains the odd conversation between the narrator and characters... 😅😬
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