Bound By Lies

Who knew it would end like this? I try to open myself up and I only get hurt. According to the police, no one knew how it all went down. But I knew. I told them that all I remembered from that night was that it was raining, and there were voices in the alley between two shops. I told them that I was about to offer a place to stay because the voices sounded too young to be adult. I knew that no child should have to sleep in an alley on the street, especially when it's raining. All I said was "Hello?" and I was knocked unconscious from behind. I never saw who hit me. I'm not a very good actor, or liar for that matter, but the police weren't all that hard to fool. The whole story was lies. I saw it all. I was there the whole time. The voices weren't that of a child's, not by a long shot. I never came to offer a place to stay. And for the part about the fight being between two shops, that was the only partial truth I told them. Partial because it was, in fact, between two shops, but the shops had been closed for years, after a demon possessed a little girl in one shop and took her to the next, trying to kill everyone that it could reach on its way. It had tried to take a talisman that someone in the other shop had chanced upon and kept, but failed cursing the girl that it had possessed and both of the shops.

That little girl was me. While the shops were cursed to become a home for vengeful demons, I on the other hand was cursed to never find true happiness or bear young. "Hello?" wasn't the first word out of my mouth. Not a greeting, but a screamed name. "Steven?!" I was one of two people in the alley that night, whereas Steven was the one who had chanced upon James and I.