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Evils.

UNKNOWN POV.

I looked at myself at the mirror. People are said to see themselves in it. But I couldn't see me.

All I saw was a monster.

Which I truly am.

"NO!" I screamed, gripping my hair tight. "I-I'm....not..." I tried convincing myself, but who was I kidding. The heavens above knew I was. The hell underneath rejoiced at every sin I committed. But the earth didn't know. No one would know. Except her.

I felt guilty.

But my demons feel satisfied.

They are celebrating their victory.

But, that only aggravated my self hate.

"You did right. Why are you being so guilty?" They whispered, totally pissed at my weak attitude.

"B-but, I hurt him.." I countered back weakly. "And as always, whenever he is hurt, she is hurt too." My head dropped down facing the ground while gripping on tighter on the marble sink.

"He would've experienced every hidden misery of his. That's all. He isn't physically hurt. Just given the right punishment, through his own mind. Sadly he would forget it too though." The devil growled, convincing me. But nothing could stop that guilt. Which was rightfully there.

"And that is what we want right?" A voice chimmed in. I looked up again at myself. "He was supposed to be gone. If only we knew he wasn't just one."

I closed my eyes, and could only see those scenes which have been haunting me for days now. The way her facial features changed and the way he would secretly enjoy every interaction. The way he would feel guilty after cursing at her, the way he would expect her to prove him wrong whenever he would throw on dirt at her. The way they got acquainted with each other's presence; both unknown to their own attraction.

This was all getting me.

She was growing all soft on him.
He would smile at her smile, and enjoy at her flirts.

Both were unknown to the bond they were weaving.

Or let's say re-weaving.

After all, he was there but he wasn't.

And nobody knew about it.

He was that shadow which was visible yet invisible.

And here I thought; no my evils thought, they could use him. To get back to her.

And they succeeded.

They got back to her. But she was no more back to them. And she would never be.

Because they lost her forever.

They lost her forever that night when they decided to act on their own will.

They lost her the very second they thought she would stay if he left. They thought she would be there for them no matter what. It didn't matter to them that they killed an innocent life, even before it was born.

And that's why they are repenting.

But would they admit?

"We make no mistakes. We always do the right things. We regret nothing." They angrily whispered back, sending a pinch of pain through my head.