I am controlled by the night...
The demons control me...
There is no escape...


2. Him

I hate the demons. Their tongues lick the air to find the chosen kids. They look like humans but they can tear off there skin to reveal themself; not one demon has shown their underskin.

It was nearly dark and I waited for the painful future when the demons hides inside me. I listened to the clock tick, it was like my life; usless, ticking away. I was slowly drifting off to sleep...

I woke with a sudden jolt, someone was knocking on my window. I went towards it and there was a boy, he was stable on the slippy roof. His eyes suddenly turned black, he was my demon tonight. They turned back to a brown. His hair was messy; in a cute way. He was looking at me with full curiosity- this made my stomach flip several times. I opened the window and he silently climbed in. I closed my eyes and waited for him to get into me... but there was nothing. I opened my eyes, he was looking at me with a sheepish grin on his face. His eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky.

"Hey." He whispered softly, it made me smile.

"Hey." I replied quietly. I just wanted to run into his arms, they looked safe. His eyes were watering and slowly a tear fell. I rushed to him and hugged him; I felt like a lunatic, I didn't know this guy. He collapsed on the floor, I sat with him and he rested his head on my shoulder.

"I don't want to possess you; it's wrong, I don't like doing but now I've seen you I won't." He cried. I held him tighter, butterflies rapidly beating in my stomach. When he stopped crying he looked at me. I blushed going a beetroot red. He laughed and I joined in.

"So..." he he chuckled.

"So..." I replied lost in his eyes.

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