Crimson

Chapter 2

Now home, I threw off my shoes and began to search for the first aid kit. My head was hurting way more than before and the wound that she gave me luckily wasn't too deep.

When I finally found the first aid kid. I took a seat at the kitchen table. I cleaned the wound and bandaged it carefully. My mom would be home soon. She usually has night shifts on monday and wednesday.

It was just me and my mom. My dad was not in the picture. She and my dad got divorced when I was only five years old. He left her for another woman and we weren't in touch with him, neither did he try to stay in touch with us. But it's alright we don't need him.

My body shivered. It was awfully cold in here. I remember not opening any windows since I can catch colds easily.

I shrugged it off and decided to make some hot cocoa. It was my favorite especially with marshmallows and whip cream.

Before I could grab a mug I suddenly heard things hitting the window, it must be the rain. I walked over to the window and peeked between the blue curtains.

But then I jumped at the sound of thunder crackling outside. I never liked thunder. It made me feel weird, it was a feeling, a terrifying feeling. I rubbed my hands against each other and made my way back to the kitchen to make that hot cocoa.

I chilled back on the couch and drank out of my mug while scrolling through pinterest and then again thunder crackled but this time way louder as if it hit something. I was starting to get afraid I don't like this, I left my mug on a little table and quickly went upstairs.

I need a shower I thought to myself. And grabbed a towel. I need to get out of this dress. It's too tight.

Suddenly the lights were flickering in my room. I looked around and to the ceiling and then it went completely off.

I was searching with my hands for my phone I just had put on my desk a second ago, found it! I turned the flashlight on but then I noticed my phone was 1%

I sighed and threw it back down. Well then I need to search for some candles... if I have those. I looked for some in my candle drawer. I took five of those little candles and fired them up so I could place them around my room, it looked quite cute and peaceful.

Finally done with that I grabbed my towel off from the bed. But then... I felt something hard behind me. Someone breathing against the crook of my neck. It made me gasp and I turned myself around, but no one was there. I must be making things up.

When I wanted to walk to the bathroom, my eyes catched the candle on my desk it- it was going off and on. My eyes widened and my hands were shaking so bad. What the hell is happening is this a ghost I mean I believe in ghosts but why here.

“Who's there?" I spoke up softly.

I felt something or someone stroking my hair. I jumped and looked behind me. There was no one...

"What is happening? Who are you!." I spoke up louder.

“Beautiful hair." someone whispered. I scanned the room so fast but still no one was there.

“What do you want?" I said shaking.

But then out of nowhere I saw a dark figure resting on my bed, hands behind it's head.

I backed up. What is that, what does it want and why is it here. My heart was beating so much faster than before. I was terrified what if it wanted to hurt me or worse... kill me.

The first thing I did was grab scissors from my desk, not a knife but close enough to hurt someone. "Who are you? I won't ask you again." I demanded.

The dark figure suddenly vanished. I quickly looked around, I took a step back and I bumped into something hard. My mouth dropped. It's behind me right now I'm gonna freak out.

I slowly turned my body around only meeting a pair of crimson red orbs. I let out a scream the first thing I thought about was... "stab it stab it Violet it's not good." And that's exactly what I did.

When I almost stabbed it's face the figure held the scissors with it's own bare hands trying to keep it away from its face. If you listen closely you could hear the sharp scissors cutting it's palms open.

I squealed. There was dark blood dripping down it's hand. I still had the scissors in my hand. I froze completely not being able to move. It slowly pushed the scissors that I was holding in my hand down. And I let go of it.

I let go of tears... I was about to stab someone or something in its face, what if it was a person and I injured them. But it's not it's no person it's something else.

I glanced up still seeing a dark figure. I couldn't see it's face but I did see it's eyes. Those eyes, those crimson red eyes were terrifying.

But then a deep dark voice spoke up. "Well hello there."

It's deep voice startled me. "Get out of my house you lunatic." I cried out and grabbed the scissors. I stabbed it and pushed it at the wall. "Go away or I'm calling the police!." I let out a yell.

It chuckled softly. "What will they do? they can't see me. They would think you're the lunatic."

"You're crazy!" I punched it in the face making his face only go a little sideways.

I gasped at the pain in my knuckles, it was almost as if it was made out of stone.

"You shouldn't have done that dear." It pushed me onto the bed and I let out a yelp.

It pinned both of my hands above my head. "Get off of me!" I screamed.

I could not get out of it's strong grip. I tried to squirm and kick it but it was too strong.

I realised I made him angry. His other hand hovered above my face while black sharp nails appeared out of it's hand. It followed my neck slowly grazing the skin. "I would love to slit this pretty little throat."

A tear rolled down my cheek. This is it isn't it?

"Please I'm sorry, don't." I begged.

And then It's eyes looked back up at me. The darkness that was hovering over me changed to bare skin. My breath stopped for a minute when I saw not it but him. A strand of brown messy hair hanged infront of his face coiffured to reveal a sharp handsome face. Bloodshot gray eyes, set charmingly within their sockets. His smooth pale skin elegantly complimented his nose and a stubbled beard covered the lower part of his face.

He lowered his head. "No, I'm not going to kill you."

"Why not?" I trembled him. He took his hand away from my neck. "Because dear, I can't. You summoned me so I cannot kill you, it's a deal that was made."

"I did not summon you, someone else did and my blood just happend to land on the paper that's why you're here, you were never supposed to be here with me!"

He let go of my wrists and stood up. "That's too bad, now you're stuck with me."

"No! Just leave me alone just go." I sat up and crawled against the headboard. He tilted his head. "You don't seem to understand all this do you? You offered your blood, now we're bonded. Those are the rules."

My lips parted. I can't believe this.

Bonded just because my blood accidentally landed on that paper this is bullshit that book is full of crap and this is all Marina's

fault.

At this point my head was hurting. It became all too much for me.

"I- what even are you? You have sharp teeth, claws and your eyes. I've never seen somebody like you before."

He chuckled. "Silly human, I'm a demon."