When Alyssa and I decided that we were going to go shopping for prom together during the one week break, I didn't expect us to go two days before prom.
"I thought you said that you wanted us to go yesterday?" I questioned as we got into the car.
"Yeah, but something came up and I couldn't go," she explained.
"Yeah, sure," I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever," she sighed.
I looked out the window as she drove. Where we live, you have to be at least 18 to drive. I was still 17. However, Alyssa had recently turned 18. Therefore, she was legally allowed to drive. I was allowed to start learning to drive in September.
"So? Where should we go first, Erah?" She asked.
"Where did we plan to go?" I asked. There was a hint of disappointment in my voice.
"I don't know. The mall?" She asked. I stared at her for a while. She gave me a look that expected an answer.
"Well, duh!" I exclaimed.
She rubbed the back of her head, smiling awkwardly.
It took us about 10 minutes to get to the largest mall in the city. I was honestly surprised that I didn't have that weird feeling that I had been having for weeks. Every night, it made me feel like vomiting but I never really did. I hovered over the toilet for hours, yet nothing ever happened.
It seemed like something bad was about to happen. I tried to push it off as me just getting sick. I told my Biology teacher about it but she said that she doesn't see any signs of sickness. Why did I go to her instead of a doctor? Because she used to be a doctor before but she decided that teaching was her passion instead.
I smiled. She reminded me of my mother; sweet, kind and caring yet wise, strict and motherly. We left the car and walked towards the front entrance.
"What's gotten you smiling?" Alyssa asked.
"Nothing important," I replied.
"Ooh! Is it about boys?" She teased.
"Oh my god! No! Shut Up, Lyssa!" I exclaimed as she laughed.
"Just kidding!" She said, putting her laugh to a halt. Then she started laughing again.
She stopped as she stared at the mall. I followed her gaze and saw a beautiful, purple bird.
Our gazes slowly followed the bird's movements. From the coffee brown walls of the mall to the red roses growing on the corners of the walls to the midnight blue sash hanging across the ceiling. Standing on the ceiling was a man in black clothing with red eyes. He completely stood out against the clear blue sky and the green trees with the flowers trailing along the pathways.
I stared at him for a while. What was he doing up there? "Hey, Lyssa? Should we tell him to get down?" I asked.
"Who?" She asked. My head snapped towards where she was standing.
"You can't see him?" I asked. She shook her head.
I returned my gaze towards the strange man. He looked... So alluring; very handsome. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. He looked down on me and gave me a sneer.
"Your light won't save you from me," he whispered. I felt compelled to go to him but I was resisting my urges, knowing that this man was not human.
I started feeling lightheaded and stumbled back a little.
"The light always wins... Who do you think you are to attempt to disrupt my faith?" I argued.
"You don't need to know that much," he growled. He had now teleported himself in front of me.
I glared at him, taking out my cross.
"Put that back inside. Let's not get hasty here now," he pointed at my cross.
"What? Why does it even bother you?" I questioned. He stayed silent and just glared at me for a few seconds.
"Follow me," he gestured towards the park across the road.
He turned around and started walking. I stood still.
"What did I say?" He questioned, looking at me over his shoulder. I wasn't budging. He stood still for a few seconds. When he knew that I wasn't going to follow him, he growled.
In less than a second, he was standing in front of me. He put his hand on the small of my back and brought his face closer to mine as he put his cold fingers on my chin. I breathed heavily, shocked by the sudden move.
"You better listen to me," he warned.
"What if I don't?" I tested my luck. After smirking at me, he started laughing maniacally.
"Then this will happen," he replied as he snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, we appeared in a dark alley.
I looked around in surprise.
"W-Where are we?" I asked.
"Let's just say that this is hell on earth," he glared, his deep voice echoing against the dark walls of the alleyway.
My dizziness was starting to get to me. I felt my legs give in beneath me and I fell. He sat on his knee as I fell, his hand still on my back.
His expression hadn't changed a bit.
I felt a sudden pain starting to form all over my body. It kept becoming sharper and sharper. At some point, I couldn't take it anymore. I just simply couldn't think at all. I screamed in agony.
"What are you doing to me!?" I shouted.
"This is just an aspect of my power, princess," he said. I screamed in pain again.
"Keep it down," he snapped. I tried to shut up but a few whimpers escaped.
He let me go and I fell on my right side. The pain was becoming unbearable and all I could do was bawl silently on the floor.
"I want something from you," he said between my soft whimpers, "Do you know what I want?"
My silence wasn't an indication that I didn't know but rather an indication that I couldn't answer his question.
"You seriously don't know?" He asked.
"I-I know," I managed to whisper.
It hurt terribly. When I spoke, it felt like my throat was being stabbed by a thousand knives all at once.
"You know?" He questioned.
I was silent.
"Then give it to me," he ordered.
"Never," I whispered.
"Are you sure that you want to give up such an opportunity? You can get anything you desire. I can make everyone love you and not call you a crazy person for seeing us," he offered.
He knew what I would want.
"No. I will never sell my soul to a demon like you. God has prepared what he has prepared. I won't sell my soul to you," I whispered so slowly that I think it took at least 30 seconds for me to finish.
"Up to you," he shrugged.
What? He was just going to give up? There had to be more to this. A demonic spirit never gave up on its prey that quickly.
"I will still need someone's soul. Now, who will that be?" He asked. I didn't reply.
"Of course, I will need someone... Easier. Your faith is too strong," he said.
"I need someone with a weaker faith. Someone who doesn't believe in me and my kind," he went into deep thought.
I couldn't exactly catch what he was saying.
"Ah, and I know exactly the person I'll take," he smirked.
"Who?" I asked.
"All I can tell you is that you better watch your back," he looked over at my limp form on the floor.
I could barely keep my eyes open.
"Now, you better go back home. We don't want too many people figuring out my plan," he said.
He touched my face, which was covered with my hair. Pulling me up by my hair, he chanted something that made me feel even sleepier.
Suddenly, unconsciousness took over me.
I quickly sat up in bed, breathing heavily. I looked around. I was still in my room. I breathed a sigh of relief.
What was with my dreams lately? I had been having strange dreams for a month now. They were all different. This was the most violent one. However, there was always something similar in the dreams; the purple bird and the demon in black.
These weren't dreams. They were nightmares. They scared me half to death. I barely slept at all for the last 4 days. I had started feeling very tired due to my lack of sleep.
I wanted to know what the time was so I checked. 3:21 AM.
I felt very thirsty. I just yawned and got out of bed.
I went to the kitchen and filled myself a glass of water with a simple salad.
I was all alone on the ground floor of our mansion. Nobody else was home; only Seron and I. Our parents were away in Los Angeles with our elder brother, Seth. I loved him so very much. He was always very caring and helped me whenever I needed it.
Once I was done with my snack, I started walking back towards the stairs leading to the next floor. As soon as I stepped foot out of the kitchen, I felt a shiver run down my spine.
I felt eyes watching me through the dark walls of my house. I was never really scared of the paranormal world since I had seen many creepier things in life.
Suddenly, an all too familiar dizzy sensation washed over me. I looked around. I couldn't see anyone but I knew all too well.
Oh, I knew. I knew he was here. That demon was here: watching me.
I could almost feel his cool breath at the side of my neck. He wasn't that close though. I knew.
I felt a sense of nervousness fall upon me. I slowly crept towards the stairs. I was being cautious of my surroundings now.
I slowly climbed the 2 sets of stairs that led to the top floor. When I had reached the door of my room, I ran straight into bed and pulled the covers over my body.
I made sure to keep every limb and hair on my body under that blanket. Only my face was out. My hair was always tied so I didn't have to worry about keeping that in place.
Soon, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me. It was as if I was in the room with my mother. She wouldn't see everything I would but she would believe me when I said I saw something.
She always had a warmth with her. A type of love that only a mother could feel for her child. I felt myself calm down.
Soon enough, I felt tiredness coming to my eyes and I soon drifted off to sleep.