>>Andrew
Angela and I kept our eyes on him till he went inside his house and then we looked at each other in utter and complete confusion.
I don’t know about her but I was getting sort of mad here.
“What have you done?” I looked at her in horror.
“...” She just looked back at me in surprise and confusion, “I mean,” She was even confused with her words, “I’m sure he’s just bluffing. He won’t kill a baby.”
“You were ready to kill him!!” I grabbed my hair from the top with both my hands in tension.
“It’s not
>> Andrew (Present)“I didn’t meet with her after that, we didn’t even talk or text each other.” I took a deep breath, “I was so ashamed of myself and more than that I was scared. The guilt was consuming me day by day and for a few days, I couldn’t even bring myself to leave my room.”I glanced at Hazel who sat still in her place, as if she was paused there, “And ah-” I continued, “Shortly after, I heard about Angela’s death.” I gulped, “She died in an accident.” I nodded my head as the memory resurfaced in my mind, “That’s it. That’s my side of the story.”I pursed my lips together tightly as I closed my eyes after I was done speaking and then clenched my fists
>>ValekA text message alerted me while I was looking at a broken table near the dance floor.I shook my head at it while I had my arms folded.Sometimes, people just get too wild and then get in fights and then break things.My things.I sighed.“Order a new one,” I looked at the manager of the bar, “And ban the entry of all the people responsible for this.”“Yes sir,” He bowed to me, “All the bars?” He asked.“All of them.” I said and began to walk away as I took
To come so far only to be disappointed,It makes you feel like everything was a waste, right? It makes your entire being fall into misery, right?But here is where lies the most important decisionDo you just let everything go and fall?OrDo you keep going?The feelings of despair overwhelm you and perhaps you really don’t have an ounce of motivation left to walk further,But,Does it not cross your mind, that if you keep going, maybe you’ll find something more?
>>HazelThe intense shower pouring from the sky began to lighten.The wind that had gone berserk began to calm down.The sky engulfed in darkness began to illuminate as the rays of the sun pierced through and crashed belowSoon, the blue sky rose to power again as the dark clouds faded away. The sound of birds chirping started once again while a cold soft breeze blew to commemorate the passing of the storm.Water dripped down our skin, it had completely soaked me and the man in front of me. The floor had so much water, it almost formed a pool,but I could hear the sound of it rushing down the drain and felt the level of water decrease around us slowly.
>>Hazel (9 years old)The early part of my life was pretty normal. The most average and ordinary it could be, it was. Well, at least for me.My father worked an office job while my mother was a house-wife. I also had a sister but she lived in the countryside with my grandparents. As a kid I couldn’t really understand why we both couldn’t live together with our parents and I often asked my mom about it.The answer she gave me was short and precise, “Baby,” She would say, “Once your dad gets a better job Angela will move in with us.” For some reason, her answer was always the same.Why did he have to get a better job for us to live together? I didn’t quite understand tha
>>Hazel (10 years old)My mother was an only child, she had no relatives except for us and unfortunately for her, her parents passed away before she got married to my dad.So, we were all she had and perhaps that is why she never raised a voice for herself.The truth I had learned as a nine year old always haunted me. It made a bunch of other things suddenly come to light. Specifically why my mother always covered herself so firmly.Never before had I noticed that my parents didn’t exactly talk like other parents. It dawned upon me when we had a ‘bring your parents to school’ day.My dad was the one who came to cheer me on and I would have b
>>HazelI watched her as her body swayed slightly in the middle of air with the help of the rope that was around her neck.I looked further up to see that the other end was tied to the ceiling fan, which too was moving due to the influence of the weight.I blinked in confusion as I stood there with my mouth open.Today, she wasn’t wearing a long skirt that reached till her ankles or a full sleeved shirt. Rather, she wore a pretty white dress with ¼ length sleeves and the helm of which reached her knees.With her skin finally exposed, I could see blue and black bruises clearly on her but that didn’t surprise me.I knew where they came from. B
>>Hazel (10-11 years old)My father was found not guilty of any charge.He came back home the same day Angela was going to come and live with us as he got away with the statement that his wife was a patient of depression and did that to herself.He had the upper hand because he never harmed me or Angela in any way and the victim in question was already dead and had no one to vouch for her.I already made the statement that I never ‘saw’ him hurt her and when I was asked about her injuries I couldn’t answer.A sense of self hate and guilt began to wrap around my head.Why couldn’t I say anything?
>>Roshni (4 years later) “You know.” I licked the ice cream from my ice cream cone as Emilio and I sat on the beach side at night, “I can tell you’ve been meaning to ask something for quite some time now.” He looked at me guiltily, “How long…?” He looked like a criminal who had got caught. “Honestly, for months at this point.” “Shit..” He looked defeated as buried his head in his free hand while the ice cream was melting in his other. “Finish that before it melts onto your hand,” I said and he raised his head to look at the starry sky. He sighed, “It’s nice,” He stared at something distant, “Isn’t it?” The soft sand was comfortable to sit on, the sound of ocean waves was extremely calming and the soft wind that followed just blew one's worries away. “Mmm,” I replied to affirm. Emilio quietly ate his ice cream as he kept looking at the clear black sky and I could tell there was something on his mind but I waited for him to say it first and ate my dessert quietly. The silence b
>>Roshni I knew I had to give him an answer. I couldn’t stall it anymore. Not for him, not for me. I knew it wasn’t possible. I knew the words of rejection won’t ever come out of my mouth since I’m madly in love with him too. The feelings that were exploding like a volcano in my heart would say only one thing now. Just looking at him and just thinking about him makes me happy. And perhaps, I should think about what makes me happy. I’m fretting over the world I lived in for centuries but never got to experience these feelings there. But here, it’s different. My life here has been short but I’ve loved every single day. I wish to stay here more than anything, I wish to stay with this person in front of me. “Fine,” I gripped his finger tightly as my own heart pounded violently in my chest, “I’ll stay with you.” I felt so shy it was hard to look at him, “I surrender.” I smiled, “To you.” “Really?” He couldn’t believe it at first. He was even bewildered and stared at me with his eyes
>>Roshni I ran back home. As soon as Lio was done singing, I dashed towards the exit, took the bus, and ran into the mansion, straight to my room Why? Because I was overwhelmed. I ran away because I felt like my feelings would explode. My heart felt so full I had no idea what to do. I crashed on my bed as the sound of my heart pounding drummed in my ears. God! What is this? I’m supposed to be a demon! My heart shouldn’t be trembling like this! I placed my hand on my chest. I guess I’m getting like this because he’s being straightforward now. Before he was avoiding the subject and didn’t respond that well but now, it’s like he’s taken the sword and is charging full speed ahead on the battlefield. My face was hot, my cheeks flushed, and my thoughts a mess. I want him. I want him so much but what about my life in the demon realm? Do I just abandon it? Do I just forsake centuries of life there? I picked the pillow from the bed and hugged it tightly but still the tightness in
>>Roshni A few days have passed and Lio didn’t come to visit me. We went to college separately too and to be honest. I had all the time to think for myself. The half of me that was here is already madly in love with him and now that we’ve combined into a whole again, those feelings are affecting me too. I wasn’t expecting I’d fall for this guy and so much that just the thought of him gets me all excited. Now that I think about it, he’s done everything to make me fall for him over the years. He’s fulfilled my wish of living as a human and experiencing all that I’ve ever wanted. He’s been the sweetest most caring person in my life. I rolled on my bed in my room and a soft flush appeared on my cheeks. I know I love him, I was only able to tackle his words that day because my two halves had combined and everything hadn’t merged completely but now, after a few days, everything is in order yet this human heart of mine is in agony. The agony of love. I thought the feeling would neutr
>>Roshni “You don’t love me,” I told him. “Oh!” He smiled, “But I do,” He seemed quite confident. “No, you don’t,” I shook my head at him “I most definitely do,” He stood his ground, “I always have.” “No,” I shook my head as I felt a little annoyed, “If you did, you would have loved me as Roshni too.” “What makes you think I don’t?” His immediate reply left me baffled. !!! “I- , What?” I shook my head, “You’ve never responded to anything I ever did!” I was feeling furious, “You never made a move.” “It’s because you don’t understand,” His voice got a little serious “I do,” I glared at him, “Your love, your confession of love, it's all fake.” My words made his expression turn grim yet he answered me in a normal voice. “No, you don’t,” He moved to close the space between us and I began to move back. He looked at me with so much longing in his eyes it made me feel things, weird things, “I’ve held myself back for years.” I stopped at the edge of the summoning circle and he close
>>Emilio (4 years old)“I want you.” I said, “Can’t you come with me?”“Hmmm~” The demon wasn’t sure what to say to me, “You want me?” It looked at me quite fondly, “Why?”“I like you,” I said but my confession alarmed it.“You like me?” It looked at me as if I had said the most unusual thing in the world, “You,” It pointed at me, “A human,” Then it pointed at myself, “Like me?” It looked like it didn’t believe me.I nodded at the question, “Yes.”
>>RoshniI didn’t notice it at first, but there were some weird markings there written in different places around the circle and the star. It was a language that felt awfully familiar but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it because I had never really seen it before.So why did it feel so familiar? I had no idea.I quietly made my way into the middle of the blood-red drawing and stood there in the center. My emotions and my thoughts were all mixed up.The sight on the scene was too hard to see but with Lio insisting on so much I just decided to through with it.I had an impending sense of danger around me. It made me feel like if I went th
>>Emilio“Thanks,” I took the box from Aries who came to visit me late at night.“Well,” He shook my hand, “I’m leaving for home now.” He smiled at me and I gave him one back in return, “Are you done with everything?”I nodded, “Yea, everything’s in place,” I looked at the box, “This is the last thing.”“Well,” He stepped back from the porch, “Good luck.” He smiled, “Hope no one dies.”I snickered, “Me too.” I waved at him, “I doubt we’ll be meeting anytime soon.”“Considering how we both live on two different sides of the country.” He shook his head, “No,” He then took a few other steps back, “And clean yourself up before you go to her.” He smirked.I snickered, “The bath’s already running.” I need to get the blood off of me.
>>RoshniEmilio has traveled a lot, to many places but each time he said he was going to look for something and it wasn’t for the sake of leisure.There’s always been something mysterious about him. It’s like he’s searching for something. I have seen it in his eyes, his passion and obsession towards a goal I’m unaware of.There have been times he brought back some weird things with him when he came back from overseas trips but most of the time, it was just weird ritual books. It was a weird hobby of his to read all that stuff but since it was just a reading hobby, no one said anything about it.It was a cloudy day, the atmosphere was dark and I stood outside the cafe looking