I am James Patrick De Guzman and I am 23 years old. I have a girlfriend named after a biscuit, sounds funny right?haha! well her name is Fitalia and I used to call her Fita. We're in a relationship for alsmost 6 years and just like normal couples we also had fights,misunderstanding and other stuffs. And those things are the reasons why we remained strong. I am also scared to lose her and vice versa.
But there's one more thing that I'm scared of. And that is my deepest secret to be exposed.
3 years ago, I am diagnosed to leukemia. She didn't know about this because I don't wan't to tell her and I told my parents not to.
When my condition got worst I always made excuses so that I can go to hospital and take care of my health.
Months ago, my doctor told me not to expect because my end is near.
I don't want it to happen because I still want to live my life. I badly want to stay by my family's side, to love my girlfriend with the best I could, to laugh with my friends, to pursue my dreams involving having my own house, my own family and living my life until I get hundreds. But it seems like I need to accept the reality.
So days passed by and I always asked her out. We spent lots of time together. I spoiled her and did things that can make her happy or laugh. In short, I want the remaining time to be filled with joy and laughter.
Today would be our 6th Anniversary and the last moment that I am going yo spend with Fita. We did lot of things today and we are very happy with the companion of each other.
It's 7:00 in the evening when I told her to come with me.
I brought her home. My family is not here so I can do my surprise perfectly.
When we entered my room shocked plastered on her beautiful face.
The room was filled with candles that lighten it.
I gestured her to sit down and told her that there's one more thing that I want to show her.
I asked her to close her eyes and not to peek.
"You can now open your eyes Fita. Surprise!!! Happy 6th Anniversary!"
The moment that she opened her eyes she frozed and tears began to fall from her eyes.
"Patrick is this a joke?" She said after gaining some strength to speak.
"No, this is real." I replied with a wide smile plastered on my face.
She stood up when someone beside me stepped closer to her. A demon.
Fita starts to cry and shouted.
"No please! Patrick don't do this to me! How about our relationship?! Our dreams?!"
"We can't do that because I'm sick. And this is the only solution that I can see."
The demon starts to laugh. A very evil laugh that can give you goosebumps.
The laugh grew louder that echoes in every corner of my room. I can also feel that the surrounding became hot, and each seconds the hotness doubled.
The demon held Fita's wrist but she escaped from it. She tried to open the door but it's locked. She kicked it but nothing happened.
For the second time the demon reached her but now on her neck.
The grip tightened to the point that Fita can't breath.
She cried in pain and pleaded for freedom but the demon was eager to get her soul.
When she is no longer moving the demon let her lifeless body fell on the floor.
The demon looked at me and gave me a nod together with its nonstop evil laugh then dissapeared.
I am James Patrick De Guzman and I am 23 years old. I once have a girlfriend named after a biscuit but she's no longer alive.
We spent her last remaining time with laughter and joy before I sacrificed her to a demon. There are many reasons why I did it. I want to stay by my family's side, to love my NEXT girlfriend to the best I could, to laugh with my friends, to pursue my dreams involving having my own house, my own family and living my life until I get hundreds.
Now...I am no longer sick and I won't regret doing A SELFISH SACRIFICE.
