Lucien

Chapter 11

When I woke up, he was gone. The only evidence that he was even there was the light claw marks on the front of my rib cage and stomach. Of course he left them. He was a demon, after all. It was in his nature. But hey, at least he was protecting me now, instead of tormenting me. I kinda started trusting him, and now his presence brought me comfort, rather than fear. But even so, a little voice inside of me was questioning how long this would last. I dismissed it immediately, telling myself that he had changed, and that he wouldn't be a source of pain anymore. Now, I really wish I would have listened to that voice...

For the next few days, I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. That figure from the other room didn't show up, although I still felt uneasy walking past that room. Lucien followed me everywhere, and I mean everywhere, but I didn't mind. He was my protector now, and having him by my side mean't that nothing would hurt me, right? Sure, nothing else could hurt me, but that didn't mean he couldn't. I didn't think he would though. I thought he had changed.

After about a week, things were different. It was late, past midnight, and I was walking up the dimly lit stairs. I noticed something at the top of the stairs, a blank face with leaking pitch black eye sockets was looking at me from behind the wall. It was the figure from the other room. It was back... I froze, watching as the figure slowly sunk back behind the wall. I stood on the stairs for a few minutes, before cautiously making my way to the top. Once in the hallway, I bolted down the hallway into my room, and quickly closed the door behind me. Why didn't Lucien protect me?

I got into bed, and looked around my room. I wanted to be sure it hadn't followed me. It wasn't here, but something else was. Behind my closet stood Lucien, creepily leaning to the side with one of his pale hands on the closet door. He was watching me, and that sinister smirk had returned to his face. For the first time in almost 2 weeks, I was scared of him. I tried to get to sleep, but fear was taking over my senses. I didn't know what to do. I began to panic for no reason, and I felt like I was in mortal danger, but I didn't know why. Wait... Was Lucien making me feel this way? I wouldn't put it past him.

Why would he do this? Why would he go out of his way to gain my trust, just so he could betray me like this? Maybe he had gotten bored of his usual ways of tormenting me. Maybe he wanted to hurt me even more than he usually could have. Maybe he wasn't getting enough negative energy from me, he did feed on it after all, it makes him more powerful. Or maybe, he was just doing all of this for fun, and I was just a toy in these sick and sadistic games of his.

Either way, I knew it would only get worse from here. I never should have trusted him...