Denial
"I could feel there's goodness in you... You aren't pure evil." Her words echo deep in my head. Her voice, her warmth, her scent, and her smile which is too f*****g bright. Why can't I escape it? "You no pure demon, Jacob. 'Cause if you are, you wouldn't feel something like this for a human." Jacob... that isn't even my name. It's a name I made up because someone asked for it. I don't even remember the name my parents gave me and I can't just give out my true name plainly because I'm a demon. It'll be my downfall once she knew my real name. I'm already freed. That soul she believed in and fell in love with, it doesn't exist anymore... it's long gone. I believe it's gone but the vague memories remained. "Even if you say otherwise, I believe you can turn good. I'll help you, Jaco
- Writer
