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“Do you think you are strong enough to get up?” he asked.
“Uh … I don’t feel any kind of pain,” I replied with the truth, which made the soft smile on Andrew’s lips brighten and grow bigger.
“That’s wonderful,” he cheered, his features growing even more beautiful as he grinned. Any trace of concern or worry disappeared with his gorgeous smile, making me wonder if he truly was what he was saying – a demon. Because seriously, he was far, far away from being an ugly creature like I’d always believed demons would be.
I couldn’t believe I was actually starting to believe that this wasn’t my world, that it was a different world I’d never known of, some kind of world that I’d only ever heard of in fairytales and horror stories as a kid.
How could everything just be real? Was I really far away from my home and my life as I’d always known it? What about Nana? The poor thing must’ve been going crazy searching for me.
I felt the stinging of tears as they made an appearance in my eyes at the thought of my grandmother being all alone and heartbroken because of my loss. And not a second later, I found a tear making its way down my cheek.
“Hey!” Andrew whispered, reminding me of his presence and the fact that he was sitting just a feet away from me. “Why are you crying?” The concern and worry were back to lace his voice, and anxiety showed on his handsome face. “Don’t cry, Angel, I can’t stand seeing you crying!”
I wanted to yell at him, saying that I was only crying because of what he’d done, because he took me away from my home and brought me here to a world I didn’t belong to, while trying his hardest to convince me that I was meant to live there. I wanted to tell him that he caused my tears when he pained me with the heartache I felt at the loss of my Nana and just thinking of the hurt she must be feeling at the realization of me no longer being with her.
But I didn’t.
Andrew was still scary to me. The kind one was that one I saw on Halloween night, the one who swept me off my feet, the one who dazzled me by a look of his eyes, the one wh- … wait!
“You were controlling my mind!” I blurted out, my eyes shocked and my tears betraying me, telling how pained I was when it was something I didn’t want to show.
“To a point, yes,” he admitted, even though seemingly shocked at my sudden change of tone and behavior after just telling him that I was fine and wasn’t feeling any pain.
“To a point? What do you mean to a point?” I asked, anger wrapping my voice even though my heart was beating really fast, afraid of his reaction or the anger I might cause from him on myself. I guess I didn’t care; there was just too much for my mind to take. “You made me sleep with you! You took my virginity! I would’ve never gone with you if you weren’t controlling my mind! That was not what I wanted my first time to be like!”
Something changed in Andrew’s eyes at the sound of my words. “Yes, it was!” he said sternly, a hint of rage sounding in his voice, causing my already fast heartbeat to grow even faster. “It was everything you’d dreamed of. You felt the love, you felt the comfort, you felt the heat, you felt everything you’d wanted to feel. You wanted it with someone you loved. It was all you’d dreamed about since you started fantasizing about your first time making love. You can’t deny it, because I know the truth! I’m your soulmate!”
That word again …
There was a pause of silence as I tried to comprehend what he was saying. His words shocked me, and I tried to reply to him, tried to tell him he was wrong, tried to tell him that he was delusional, but I couldn’t. My mouth kept opening and closing as I tried to gather a few words together, but I came up with nothing. Because – he was right.
My night with him had been wonderful, magical, everything I’d dreamed of. He was gentle and he was caring, he was tender and he was loving. I
“Do you think you are strong enough to get up?” he asked.
“Uh … I don’t feel any kind of pain,” I replied with the truth, which made the soft smile on Andrew’s lips brighten and grow bigger.
“That’s wonderful,” he cheered, his features growing even more beautiful as he grinned. Any trace of concern or worry disappeared with his gorgeous smile, making me wonder if he truly was what he was saying – a demon. Because seriously, he was far, far away from being an ugly creature like I’d always believed demons would be.
I couldn’t believe I was actually starting to believe that this wasn’t my world, that it was a different world I’d never known of, some kind of world that I’d only ever heard of in fairytales and horror stories as a kid.
How could everything just be real? Was I really far away from my home and my life as I’d always known it? What about Nana? The poor thing must’ve been going crazy searching for me.
I felt the stinging of tears as they made an appearance in my eyes at the thought of my grandmother being all alone and heartbroken because of my loss. And not a second later, I found a tear making its way down my cheek.
“Hey!” Andrew whispered, reminding me of his presence and the fact that he was sitting just a feet away from me. “Why are you crying?” The concern and worry were back to lace his voice, and anxiety showed on his handsome face. “Don’t cry, Angel, I can’t stand seeing you crying!”
I wanted to yell at him, saying that I was only crying because of what he’d done, because he took me away from my home and brought me here to a world I didn’t belong to, while trying his hardest to convince me that I was meant to live there. I wanted to tell him that he caused my tears when he pained me with the heartache I felt at the loss of my Nana and just thinking of the hurt she must be feeling at the realization of me no longer being with her.
But I didn’t.
Andrew was still scary to me. The kind one was that one I saw on Halloween night, the one who swept me off my feet, the one who dazzled me by a look of his eyes, the one wh- … wait!
“You were controlling my mind!” I blurted out, my eyes shocked and my tears betraying me, telling how pained I was when it was something I didn’t want to show.
“To a point, yes,” he admitted, even though seemingly shocked at my sudden change of tone and behavior after just telling him that I was fine and wasn’t feeling any pain.
“To a point? What do you mean to a point?” I asked, anger wrapping my voice even though my heart was beating really fast, afraid of his reaction or the anger I might cause from him on myself. I guess I didn’t care; there was just too much for my mind to take. “You made me sleep with you! You took my virginity! I would’ve never gone with you if you weren’t controlling my mind! That was not what I wanted my first time to be like!”
Something changed in Andrew’s eyes at the sound of my words. “Yes, it was!” he said sternly, a hint of rage sounding in his voice, causing my already fast heartbeat to grow even faster. “It was everything you’d dreamed of. You felt the love, you felt the comfort, you felt the heat, you felt everything you’d wanted to feel. You wanted it with someone you loved. It was all you’d dreamed about since you started fantasizing about your first time making love. You can’t deny it, because I know the truth! I’m your soulmate!”
That word again …
There was a pause of silence as I tried to comprehend what he was saying. His words shocked me, and I tried to reply to him, tried to tell him he was wrong, tried to tell him that he was delusional, but I couldn’t. My mouth kept opening and closing as I tried to gather a few words together, but I came up with nothing. Because – he was right.
My night with him had been wonderful, magical, everything I’d dreamed of. He was gentle and he was caring, he was tender and he was loving. I
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