How do you tell someone you love them?
I can't.
I can't tell him.
Even if I wanted to.
He's not mine anymore.
He's trapped inside of his own body, begging for release.
I have to help him. Somehow.
We still have a bond.
Don't we?
He wants to me to carry out the contract.
I can't.
I can't kill him.
I love him.
I shouldn't, but I do. I don't even know how I do. I don't have a soul.
Maybe it's all lust. I don't care.
How selfish.
I almost told him that night.
But I was afraid.
For the first time in my life.
Afraid of rejection.
Hatred.
As if I'm not hated already.
I'm a demon, afterall.
And he is my meal.
My beautiful, irresistible meal.
I love you.
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…Where did this come from? XD I have no clue; I'm not in an angsty mood right now, so… I dunno. Enjoy, I guess. AND GO KILL CLAUDE AND HANNA KTHNKXBYE. ~Willa