My Unlucky Demon

Curious

You’re bound to forget all about your dream when you wake up… right?

Hmm… In her usual pose whenever I woke where she will be gazing at the moon, she’s looking at me instead. The atmosphere is as awkward as usual, I only stood up took my things out the room to take a shower.

Whew, I can feel the cold water, I’m certainly awake now. Mallory as a demon, huh? Still, dreams come from a person’s imagination. It only means that I see Mallory or want to see Mallory as a demon. After all those happenings, refusing to go to church, not having anything, a glutton at that, I guess it is only plausible to see her as a demon? *sigh* Maybe some hot water can help me clear my thoughts, I turned the shower knob to the left side fully. Hmm… this doesn’t feel hot at all, is it broken?

“Michael!” Raphael yelled and pulled my body away from the water.

“What is it?” he startled me, “Did something happen?”

“This shower’s heater is not functioning properly. I saw you turn the knob, are you okay?” He’s wearing a worried expression.

“I’m fine, it wasn’t hot at all.” I affirmed. I was too deep in my thoughts that I forgot we are in a run-down dormitory.

Raphael reached for the knob that is through the continually flowing water from the shower, in an attempt to turn it off. As his hand touched the water, he quickly reacted and took it back. “The water is boiling.” He said.

It didn’t convince me so I checked for myself. I held my right hand out on the water... It’s not hot at all. I went ahead and turned the shower off.

Raphael looked at me with his jaw dropped. “You may be becoming sensitive Raphael, it wasn’t boiling.” I told him.

I finished washing myself using another shower. Thankfully, my belongings weren’t stolen this time. I am yet to see who stole my belongings too, I’ll have to keep watch of things this time.

I dressed myself and headed back to the room. When I opened the door, Mallory was in the middle of the room looking straight at me as if she’s been waiting. I entered and as I walked around the room she did not let go of her stare. I grabbed my phone and sent her a message;

Ding!

What do you want?

When the phone rung she finally looked somewhere else besides me. I watched her as she typed her reply to my message. I noticed her right arm is red. Did she hurt herself again? What a clutz, really…

Ding!

What you want.

Repeating what I said, she even missed some of the words, is she kidding with me? Forget about it, I’ll just refrain from interacting with her, it’s not good for my health. I might end up dreaming about her again.

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On the way to school, Mallory kept wandering around as usual. Since Raphael has Aiden as a classmate, she’s going to have to stick with me again. *sigh* Do I really have no choice? Maybe Gabriel can…

As the thought came to my head, I approached Gabriel before we reached school. “Lisa… was it?” I asked him. I did not even bother remembering the name of a woman who calls others perverted just by looking her in the eye.

“Liza.” He replied dully.

“It’s as I said then?”

“Yesterday, she seems to have caught some kind of rumor.”

“That you’re a playboy?” he frowned at my words, hit right at the target, huh? This is one of the reasons that Gabriel’s relationships don’t last long. Not that Gabriel ever really cheated. “Means you’re free now, right?” I asked.

He sighed and answered, “I guess”

“How ‘bout Mallory then?” his reaction to my question can be used as an emoji with an exclamation and question mark on top. Why does he look so surprised? “Not your type?” he never had a type, but I guess there’s bound to be someone he doesn’t like. Mallory is good looking and all, but with the trouble that she brings with her wherever she goes, it wouldn’t be weird.

“Are you seriously saying that?” Gabriel asked with a very intriguing tone.

What is there for me to joke around? “Hey, just answer the question.” I placed my arm on his shoulder to keep him near ‘cause I can see him slowly drifting away. “You don’t like Mallory?”

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Mission failed... I can’t believe what Gabriel answered to my question. I don’t even want to remember. Forget about it, why did I even try asking him a serious question.

While in class I saw some girls braiding their hair. Classes are so boring, of course, my attention would wander around. It is really hard to focus on the lesson, there are so many distractions around me. Especially the sleepyhead beside me. You wonder what is so distracting about a sleepyhead? It’s because she’s snoring. Not the loud snore, it may be because she’s right beside me. I can hear every time she breaths in and out. I must admit, I like the sound of it. Kind of cute and peaceful.

Her hair… I’m drawn to it, I want to touch it, it feels really good to touch, you know. Like cat fur, so soft… I wonder how it would look like if she got braids?

I reached out to her just to have a feel, her hair’s a mess might as well fix it. Ah, why does her hair feel so nice? I continued playing with her hair whilst in class, it’s great that we’re sitting at the back, the professor doesn’t seem to care about whatever his students are doing anyway.

Hmm? I’ve been playing with her hair for long I didn’t notice she had stopped snoring… Is she awake? Suddenly she raised her head looking at me while my hand is stuck on her hair. I mean, it wasn’t really stuck, I just couldn’t react fast enough when she raised her head, I don’t know if it’s fine if I move my hand. Will she get mad?

She’s closing her eyes again, rubbing her head on my hand. Doesn’t feel bad, she’s like a cat… I only realize now, isn’t this what they call ‘flirting’? Touching each other and things.

Only then did I come to my senses, I pulled my hand away and acted as if nothing happened. It ain’t easy though, avoiding Mallory’s glance, especially because she only keeps looking at me. It’s hard not worry that she might bump or fall into somewhere ‘cause it really does happen.

*Sigh* it really is tiring when you’re together with Mallory. Usually days like this goes for so long, but I don’t know why today time seems to be flying. Strange, I feel exhausted yet… relieved? What might this be?