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never bonded. There were some though,” Demona
looked away, “they just needed a babysitter or sent me away when they had their
own kids.”
    Felix
directed them towards a bench and they both sat. “I don’t know how anyone could
send you away.”
    Demona
listened to him; aware of how closely they sat next to one another. Her body
tingled every time Felix’s hand brushed up against hers where they rested near
each other on the bench between them.   She looked towards him intently, interested in every word that he spoke.
    He has no idea
what I am. If he ever finds out… Demona turned and admired the rays of
sunlight that shone through the trees. She stared at the brilliant green grass
that was blowing in the soft breeze. Then, she became painfully aware of where
she was. Demona sat up rigidly. A lump rose in her throat as she remembered the
pure fear of that night. Then, her eyes glazed over.

 
    ****

 
    Darkness
surrounded her and she felt a searing pain in her neck. She could feel that she
was sprawled out on a hard surface. She tried to move her arms, but only her
left responded. She felt damp grass on her finger tips as she swept her hand
around. Her arm was cumbersome and lifted awkwardly towards her neck, towards
the pain.
    The
pain continued to shoot through her. Her hand touched a smooth round surface
which Demona came to groggily identify as a head. It moved at her touch, while
another searing pain shot through her neck. She heard her attacker’ noises, it
sounded as if gnawing and feasting.
    “Get
off!” Demona said. She used what little strength she had to try to force the
head away from her neck. She hit the man and tried to pivot her body away. The
pain only increased with her efforts and she weakened with every attempt.
    “Help!
Hel—” Demona struggled to breathe. She was mentally and physically exhausted.
She tried to scream, but it hurt too much to move and she did not have the
strength to struggle any longer.
    She
was aware that she was going to die, paralyzed by her attacker. It was too hard
to move, too hard to fight any longer. She soon accepted that this was the end.
That it would be easier to just let go. A sigh escaped her as she gave into the
pain, a moment later her body was drained and her heart ceased to beat.

 
    ****

 
    “Demona!”
Felix said. He was shaking her.
    Demona
came back to the present to find herself seated on a bench beside Felix. She
trembled and crossed her arms as if hugging herself.
    “Demona,
what’s wrong?” Felix asked. He looked into her eyes.
    “N-nothing,”
Demona said. She began to regain her composure and the shaking started to pass.
She looked up at Felix.
    “Don’t
tell me it’s nothing, something is definitely wrong!” Felix said. His brows
were creased and brooding. Somehow his concern for her only made him more
attractive.
    “It’s
just… I just realized we’re sitting somewhere that brings back bad memories.
Just forget about it, it’s nothing,” Demona said.
    “No,
I want to know what happened. You don’t ever have to hide things from me. I’m
not going to judge you. I know we have only known each other a short time, but
I care about you. I am here for you, whenever you need me.”
    Demona
sat there a few moments. What am I doing,
I can’t get attached to him. She gazed up at him.
    “I
think… I just had a flashback. Sometimes, I get these flashes of what
happened,” Demona said. “A couple years ago… I don’t really know what happened,
but someone attacked me. They said I have amnesia from what happened and every
now and then I get pieces of the past.
    “And
with each memory all of the feelings come back, too,” Demona said.
    “Wow,
I am so sorry that that happened to you. I am glad that you made it through,
okay,” Felix said.
    Psh, if only you
knew.
    “It
must have been a very traumatic experience if it is making you feel this way
now,” Felix said. He put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close