Chris enters the empty church. He found it a good place to think and just be by himself. He saw some movement in the altar so he walked over.
"Anybody there?" He asks
He hears stumbling and then an angry voice yells down at him.
"Stay away!!"
Chris ignores what he hears and gets even closer. "whats the matter?" Then he sees whos up front. Katie, shes in his school.
"Katie, its me. Chris."
"If you dont go away, Ill drink this. All the way to the bottom. I swear!!" Katie says.
"What?" Chris asks confused.
"Im a freaking demon you idiot. Cant you tell!" She yells angrily.
Chris shakes his head. She looks so normal. "You cant be. Youre normal...nice, even."
She looks at him and rolls her eyes "exactly." She looks at the small glass flask in her hand and then back at Chris. "I guess this is the only way out."
"Hold it!" says Chris. "Is that holy water?"
"Cant live cool, cant die cool." Katie says.
Chris moves closer tiny step at a time. "Katie dont."
"Why not, my family hates me. You know what they call me? "Darling". How would you feel if someone called you that?"
"Look, you know you dont wanna do this."
Katie looks at him. "Well no." she says, her pretty english accent finally showing.
"And you dont want to be evil either, do you?" Chris asks narrowing his eyes.
This time she just shakes her head.
Chris smiles. "Give me one week of your life. Spend a week of your life with me and Ill show you the good things about being good." He extends his hand to her.
Katie puts her cold hand on his. He squeezes it and smiles at her again.
A tear rolls down Katies cheek as she remembers that moment when Chris promised to show her the good things of being good. She wipes
her tears quickly as she hears someone coming in.
In front of her, Chris lays on a hard bed chained to the walls. Hes drugged unconcious.
Her dad bends down and whispers in her ear. "Your catch, your choice. However you want to kill him Ill tell your brothers to do it." he says to her.
"No daddy, I want to do it myself." Katie says.
Her dad smiles and kisses her on the cheek. "Thats my little girl."
As soon as shes all alone again she walks toward Chris and wipes his sweaty forehead. "Oh Chris, what am I gonna do?" she says crying
again.
She cant think of losing him, or losing her dads approval. Instead she goes back to the memories of that week she spent with Chris. The
first and only week in her life when she actually felt alive...
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