My Demon

3. Evocation

Once again, the brunette woke up like any other day.

She looked around, very cautiously, but at no point did she see the jet-haired devil, sos he sighed and thought that Thomirchotch had returned to his world, a little detail that she appreciated.

The girl stretched out on her bed and snorted softly, that day she had a feeling that it was going to be a long and stressful day.

She got rid of the sheets that covered her body, showing a pale pink nightgown with some feathers scattered on the garment as a pattern, something that made her look extremely adorable, more so with the totally messy hair she had that morning. Caeli ended up yawning, closing one of her eyes and then got up to go in the direction of the bathroom, because a shower in the morning always did her good.

She went into the bathroom, slowly taking her clothes off. She took a scrunchie, making a bun on the spot, got into the shower and opened the shower.

She opened the screen and went inside the small cubicle. A few moments later, she turned on the hot water tap, letting the small drops of that warm liquid run through her body. Her eyes remained closed, feeling the peaceful touch of the liquid pearls on her figure. Whenever she entered that small place, it was as if her problems disappeared, even if only for a few moments, she could notice it, she felt calmer.

Free from thoughts that made her depressed and squeezed her lungs, leaving her almost breathless, on the verge of fainting.

"If every day were like the quiet times I spend in the shower," the girl whispered as she opened her eyes and moved away a little so as not to get her hair wet.

For a few moments her gaze was fixed on a dead spot of the tiles, feeling that slight discomfort that wanted to attack her, feeling her skin bristling when she felt that discomfort.

But the moment she felt a slight chill through her body, she tensed up. It seemed that someone was watching her.

She looked around and seeing no one, she simply continued her shower normally.

The minutes were passing, and now the gel was slowly clearing off her body so she wouldn't have to leave that little paradise, although she knew that sooner or later, she was going to have to...

For the second time in the morning she sighed, turned off the tap and took the towel she had left on the screen. She rolled up in it and got out of the shower while the occasional drops of water continued to run down her body.

As she passed in front of the mirror, she stopped in front of it, seeing it completely fogged up, she put her hand carefully and cleaned it so that she could see herself reflected in it. “Since when have I been in such a pitiful state?” She left that question in the air, observing how her tanned skin had acquired a paler tone, her body was thinner, marking with some notoriety her collarbones and more bones that seemed to protrude from her skin. Her large eyes were duller, and the marks of the pronounced dark circles made her snort exhausted. Maybe it was all because of the dysmorphia, she knew that after the breakup se was in a horrible state. She improved after a couple of months, and even in that fateful night, she saw a lot of improvements in her body. But looking at the mirror and seeing herself like that… It was devastating.

After shaking her head, she simply took the nightgown in her hands and looked at it; she would have to take it to the laundry bin later.

She stepped out of the bathroom, letting the steam spread throughout the rest of her room.

And she couldn't even take two steps in the room when she heard a laugh echoing right next to her. As Caeli was about to take off the towel that covered her body, her movements stopped, and her blue gaze swept at the boy floating beside her. “Wow, what a sight angel~”

The demon had returned to the human world sooner than anticipated. Not seeing the girl at the time she arrived, Thomirchotch thought she had left. But hearing the sound of water falling, an admittedly wicked smile had formed on his lips. He would not deny that with all the malice in the world he had remained in the bathroom staring at Caeli. Was he depraved? Yes, but he was also a damn demon who wanted to get what he wanted. Don't know what anyone could expect from him. It is true that when he saw the woman look at herself in the mirror, a vibration ran through his body, he did not know very well what it could have been due to, but seeing that sweet figure suffering so much, caused him a notorious discomfort. For himself she was in a better shape than when they two meet up, it was all due to their contract. But maybe the opinion of that little human was different.

When he saw Caeli leave the room, Tom new that he could make her angry, it was certainly a lot of fun to play with her and so, perhaps, she would forget about the discomfort she had felt when she saw herself in the mirror. “Do you know what would look much better on you? To be without that hindrance~” Tom said, pointing to the girl's towel that reached a little below her thighs.

"I know, kitten, but this is a sight you, unfortunately, will never see. So now you can go the way you came," said the brunette, passing as if nothing had happened in front of the demon, who did not avoid scrutinizing the body of the mundane woman with his gaze.

A sly grin sat on his lips, and he reappeared in front of the girl, but this time, he was looking at her upside down.

"Actually, I've seen it all, you should eat more. Although with your eating disorders that's certainly a problem," he smiled, making the woman shrink in place while clenching her fists. “And unfortunately for you, my dear Caeli I'm here for you, remember?” he said with a mocking smile that showed his white and sharp teeth, making the girl frown noticeably and flip the finger to him in annoyance.

Caeli passed by and took a specific outfit from the closet and then went to the bathroom and changed. She glanced sideways at the demon before closing the door, and he wagged his tail amused to see her in that state of latent annoyance.

"Try to come in here and I'll stick the crucifix between your eyes so that your brains will be colded... If you have any," Caeli dictated in a threatening tone that sent a shiver down Tom’s spine, but when the door was closed the demon couldn't help but start laughing loudly, causing the vein on the girl's forehead to jump.

And there she remembered the day he decided to make the stupid summoning that brought that damn demon into her life.

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After what happened with Orfeo, I simply isolated myself from the outside world. Whenever the alarm rang for me to get up, I stayed in bed, luckily those days were holidays and I didn't have to attend classes at the School of Visual Arts in New York.

Although if they hadn't been any, I wouldn't have gone either, I wouldn't have the courage to go out and see him. Because yes, I had the unfortunate luck that my ex-partner went with me to the same university, to the same career and on top of that to the same course as me. It seemed like a curse.

I will honestly say that I ate almost nothing, every time I saw a plate of food in front of me, my stomach would close, and the nausea would begin. The sleep problems were accompanied by feeding problems, and every time I saw myself I felt that I looked more and more like a vampire because of my schedules considering that no one hardly saw me during the day, although at night they didn't either.

Anyone who saw me would mistake me for a being of the night, my pale skin, added to my large dark circles, my feverish and tired appearance, followed by that fateful expression that was installed on my face.

I felt how pain and sadness crossed every particle of my being in a dance, it was not only because of the breakup, it was because of everything I had lost after two years of relationship, a friend, a confidant, one of my greatest supports... I cursed the day I had decided to entrust my heart to him. With everything we had shared, with what he had helped me overcome after my father's death, everything... It had ended so coldly and distantly.

It was true that at first I hated that guy. The first times we had seen each other we couldn't even see each other. I hated his cold, rough attitude. He hated my warm, cheerful personality.

We were like water and oil, beings that were made to repel each other.

But I remember the day my feelings blossomed. I've known Orfeo for 3 years, and I still remember that with my father's death, he put aside all our problems, all our fights and stayed by my side, giving me his hand. I remember... when he helped us overcome the pain my mother and I felt. It wasn't like he had ever explained to me why he did that... But I know he was there. And I thought he would never leave, everyone knows that breakups are not easy, but when they abandon you for no apparent reason, and only painful doubts are left that never have an answer, it hurts... I felt my chest oppress, and although I tried to hate Orfeo for what he had done, my heart was still beating for him. I still loved him. And damn, it was f*****g s**t.

But this was not to tell how I longed for that brown-haired, cold-eyed boy very much, but how I met that eccentric and egomaniacal cat.

After the breakup with Orfeo I hid from the world, I put myself away from my mother, my friends, the university. My first partner, and my first breakup was not at all what I expected, and without a doubt... I didn't take it well. Both my mother and Akane were too worried about me, but even with their constant support of: "It's all going to be solved honey" from my mother and "He's an i***t who doesn't deserve you!" from Akane.

But it wasn't easy, for me, it was simply impossible to make even the slightest effort, even if it was to leave my room to make myself a cup of coffee, or a cup of tea. I knew I was being selfish, I knew I had to get up, my mother needed me by her side, I couldn't let her carry all the payments alone and not help her at the floristry. I knew I was still young enough to throw myself into bed and not want to go out or eat or even sleep. But what damn psychopath was a breakup easy for?

Then, one day like any other, my dearest friend came slamming open the door that led to my room.

"Caeli!” Akane screamed at the top of her lungs, causing me to jump out of my bed and frown at her. “I have the solution to your problem dear!” Akane spoke and jumped on my body that was on the bed in a fetal position.

"Haven't you been taught to knock before entering a room?" I asked, arching an eyebrow and stretching in my place.

"No, no one ever shown it to me, my dear. Now listen, I have something that can solve all your problems," I just sighed, and glanced sideways at my friend, so small and with such an energetic personality that at that moment it didn't infect me, her big black eyes and her reddish dyed hair that vibrated with the light that came into my room made me sit and smile softly. She was extremely pleasant.

«What could have occurred to him now?» I thought, shaking my head and I looked at her in the eyes. “Okay, show me that 'it can solve all my problems'," I said, moving my fingers in quotation marks. Akane smiled and instantly turned to look for something that, apparently, was in her bag, I moved slightly to see what she was doing. Before I could complete my action, she turned around with a small bag in hand. “And how can that help me” She shush at me, staring at me, as if she was trying to say, 'If you don't take it and look at it, you'll never find out.'

Once again, I sighed, took that small bag and opened it. One of my eyebrows arched, and I reached into that small sack and took a small dark ring of green glitter, with the mark of what appeared to be a demonic beast in the centre, as well as a small piece of paper. I picked it up and as I started to read it, I laughed lightly. “Is this what I'm going to get ready for dinner?” I said looking at my friend who frowned when she heard me say that.

"Don't be an i***t Caeli! This is to summon a demon!" I looked at her incredulously at what she was telling me. Did she really think that with those stupid things everything was going to be fixed?

"Don't look at me with that face Eli, it doesn't hurt to try, don't you think?" Akane said looking down and then at me. Giving me a few seconds, I sighed and put it all down on the bedside table, maybe I'd throw it away as soon as he left. “If you think of throwing it, I swear I'll kill you." Or maybe not...

"Ah... Okay, how did you get this?” I asked her tilting my head and she smiled.

"I bought it in an occult store, the woman was super nice and nice, and she told me that if I did what it said on the paper I would get what I wanted," she said very innocently and I raised one of my eyebrows.

"How much has all this cost you?" I asked her and she remained silent. “Okay, don’t tell me.”

"Who cares what it cost me but come on! It won’t hurt to check it out!” She said pouting tenderly in my direction to sigh heavily.

"Okay, okay, I'll try it and I'll tell you," I said calmly and we both started laughing.

After the strange conversation, that day we spent a few hours talking about what had happened throughout that month, she completely avoided the subject of couples, something that I appreciated, since just thinking about Orfeo made the nausea and discomfort return.

There were so many hours that we talked, and it was so enjoyable and passed so quickly that in the end it became dark, my mother told Akane that she could stay overnight, but she rejected it because she had to go home to continue a job. Although when I saw her smile and saw her phone and the several messages she had exchanged with her boyfriend, I shook my head. Akane never knew how to lie to me well. Once again, I sighed shaking my head, and when my friend left, I turned to head to my room, again.

"My dear, do you want me to make you some hot chocolate?" As always, my mother trying to help lift my spirits.

I looked at her out of the corner of my eye and with a quiet smile I shook my head, she looked at me with her big green eyes, she slowly approached me and hugged me, it didn't take me a single moment to reciprocate that warm gesture, I hid my head in the hollow of her neck and shoulder, while I let her slowly stroke my hair, and whispered. “Don't worry, my love, we've been through worse things. And you are a very strong girl, I know that you will get out of this, and you will have me by your side to overcome it”, she whispered to me trying with all her strength to cheer me up.

Ah... But I didn't know how wrong I was, because the next few days I tried to leave the house and go somewhere to cool off. I knew I had to get better, and I had to put my feet on the ground and take better care of myself, or at least try.

[…]

It seemed like fate had another damn intention, as I always, always met Orfeo. He and his icy gaze that once seemed as warm as a ray of sunshine. My heart stopped every time he saw me, I unconsciously turned my head to pretend I hadn't seen him. And sometimes I even thought I saw him with a sad look on his face, but it wasn't like I could stare at him, not for so long at least. I was not capable, nor did I have the strength.

From time to time, I could see how he tried to get closer to me, I guess he was trying to talk to me. Perhaps to tell me something that could bury me more in the mud in which I found myself, although it was curious that I ran into him so much. Even when we were together, we didn't see each other that much at the university, it seemed... That he was following me.

Although I was looking for the most effective way to avoid him, I only began to do some other stupid thing that would silence the voices in my head that were going a thousand miles an hour. I escaped from any kind of situation to avoid feeling the tightness in my stomach that forced me to lock myself in the bathroom of the university to vomit. I was always looking for some escape that would free me from being close to Orfeo. I did not want to see him, every time I did, I felt how my chest shrank and I began to feel terrible, my stomach closed, I looked in the mirror and I only noticed a worse sensation, it was disgusting to see me, I hated to see myself. I had to be perfect, and I was in this state... It had been so long since I had felt that way that I had forgotten... It was horrendous, and that only sensation made me want to lock myself up in my house again.

Which I soon did again.

It wasn't even a week that it took me to hide again between the sheets of my comfortable bed, it really was a disgusting feeling, in those moments I saw him, all the memories of that day when he broke my heart, hit me in the stomach and slowly destroyed my soul.

With my body lying on the bed, I felt a sting in my eyes, which were swollen from the tears I had shed the last few days. My stomach closed, I didn't want to eat, nor did I try to, I ate what I needed not to faint, and sometimes not even that.

That day I had been crying from morning until afternoon, I didn't even know what I was crying for, I just know that I couldn't shed any more tears and my eyes hurt next to my chest, making me put my arms over my face to try to calm the feeling. “Really, why is nothing going right for me? I want to move on, f**k! I don't want to feel like this! I must be better!” «I must be better, for mom, she needs me, I need to be her perfect girl!» I yelled at myself and then I felt something fall on my forehead.

After a screech I got up scared and looked around as I heard something hovering around the room, I could hear the crackling of the walls, as if something was around me, my heart pounded and unbridled, my eyes running every inch of the room, finding nothing. There was no one besides me, and when I looked down, I found that bag that Akane had given me a week before, that little bag that I had left the night before on the bedside table, stored in the drawer. Strangely I took it between my fingers and stared at it.

«How did it fall on my forehead? I kept it in the bedside table, right?» I thought, sighing softly to shake my head, I felt a chill when I had it in my hands and I let go of it for a moment to see it in front of me. “This is not normal... Have I already lost my damn mind after spending so many hours without eating and sleeping?” I growled loudly as I covered my eyes and gently pulled my hair.

After a few minutes I took my hands off my face and stared at the bag to take it again and tilt my head. Actually, what could happen?

I opened the small bag and took out what was there: A ring, a note, a cat-tail, four black candles, plus some charcoals. I looked at the note and sighed. "Are you serious?" I asked without believing that I was about to make that "evocation".

I took a blank sheet of paper in an A3 size, large enough to be able to do all the details. When I picked up the charcoals, I started drawing what I put on the little note. When I finished, I looked at the drawing, it was a drawing of a paw print with the tribal drawing of a cat in the middle, I raised an eyebrow and left it in the middle of the room.

I took the four candles and left them at each end, lit them and turned off the light in the room, which instead of being left in the dark was dimly lit by the candles.

I looked at the note and sighed, I took the cat-tail and burned it with the flame of one of the candles, I left the ashes on the drawing to look at the note one last time. “God. This will be the most embarrassing thing I've ever done in my life, thank goodness no one sees me," I put the ring on the ring finger of my right hand and closed my eyes to start reciting the exact words.

"I, Caeli Bellini, wish to make a deal with the demon of apocalypse and destruction. Please show yourself and grant my wish!” Slowly I bent down and took the ash from the previously burned plant and made a cross upside down in the centre of my chest surrounded by small geometric figures, I sighed and with a little leftover ash I drew the cat's footprint in the place I preferred, or at least where no one could see it—that is, on the left side, on my hip—and when it was all done, I whispered the necessary words in Latin to "invoke" the devil. “ In nomine Dei cladis ac exitii, te obstetor, o sacerdos doloris et mortis. Adiuva me ut votum meum impleatur, et vicissim ego tibi largiar quidquid postulaveris...” When I finished, the minutes passed, and when nothing happened slowly, I opened my eyes.

I looked around, as if waiting for something to happen.

Everything was silent, quiet, candlelight vibrating in the darkness, while people could be heard passing through the street in the background. And just as I expected, nothing had happened. A real stupidity... I said exasperated and shaking my head, but when I was going to pick it all up, the background noise was silenced, and the candles suddenly went out. "What?” I whispered looking around in surprise, because there was no current to turn them off, the windows were closed as well as the door to my room.

" How is that possible?" My body trembled softly and when I got up to open the windows my heart stopped when I saw how suddenly the flames of the candles lit with an intense green color, I jumped in my place and tried to move away from them.

And I felt like something stopped me, or rather, my body didn't react, it didn't move. "What is this?!” I screamed trying to move, but there was something that completely stole my breath and my pupils contracted.

I saw how slowly the four candles were approaching the symbol of the tribal cat and my eyes opened in surprise the instant that the candles touched the drawing and made it catch fire. The paper burned brightly, showing a deep toxic green, and the figure of the cat, which I had made expressionless, showed a long smile with sharp fangs. After that, the candles moved far enough away to form a square, lines of fire gathering these together and letting the flaming drawing slowly ascend into the air, and like that it began to burn out. As the ashes touched the floor, a flame rose in the room reaching the ceiling. It hadn't burned anything, but it had made me jump in my place scared.

“T-This is not possible...” «Damn, move at once and pinch yourself, this is a lie! It must be a dream!» I screamed in my head wanting to believe that nothing I was seeing was real.

My pupils contracted as soon as I saw how a shadow of something, or rather someone, began to emerge inside that flame. Slowly that shadow rose until it was levitating in the air, after leaving the "portal" completely -or whatever that thing would have been-, the flame was consumed, but the candles continued to shine with that greenish colour.

The figure in front of me stood levitating, undeterred, a huge, dark figure that stole the air from my lungs. Until it lifted its face and I could see its eyes, a look that showed me the deep, vibrant colour of the fading flame.

The figure descended until it could rest its feet or rather its legs that looked like the paw of some animal on the ground and, after smiling, it approached calmly until it was in front of me.

There, a step away from me, was a demon. You could notice because of those sharp horns sticking out of its shadow, a shadow with a mesmerizing smile that showed its white row of teeth that chilled my blood.

Something brushed my waist and when I looked up, I saw how a thin and elongated tail approached me to the creature. Its hand, which looked more like a black paw, descended slowly, caressing part of my face with its claws, creating great chills in me on the spot.

That being smiled sly when it saw the tone of my face, as white as a damn sheet of paper. Its hand went down to the symbol I had drawn on my hip. Slowly it ran three of its claws through the drawing, creating a horrendous burning in my skin, as well as on the finger where I was wearing the ring.

I wanted to scream, but I couldn't, it was as if my vocal cords had been torn out and no matter how hard I tried, the words refused to leave my lips. My eyes connected with those of that demon, and I felt how my heart began to ride quickly, because with the little light that the candles gave, I could notice an expression of satisfaction when they were seeing me so scared. I felt the danger surrounding me, my body was screaming to flee from there, those hypnotizing green eyes screamed danger, and I could do nothing to escape.

The creature took one of its fingers to the cross that I had drawn in the centre of my chest and when the demon brushed it, it began to shine with great intensity and I felt a tingling run through my entire body, the opposite of what I had felt with the drawing in my hip, which now, was more of a tattoo on my skin.

When the being moved its finger away from the drawing on my chest, with its thumb and index finger it took my chin and raised it several centimetres. The demon began to slowly approach me, while our eyes continued to connect, and our lips were subtly brushing. “I have heard your prayers, I will grant you my power to fulfil your wish.”

At that moment in my head, the word “no” was constantly repeated, I was scared, I hadn't looked for that, it had just been a damn stupidity, I would never have thought that the damn demons really existed! It was crazy!

And although my mind was screaming a NO in neon letters, my head simply nodded at what that being had said.

I had accepted...

Before I could say or do something, the demon slowly placed its lips on mine making my eyes widen. And more so when its arm wrapped around my waist and its tail around one of my legs. It was a simple kiss, but I felt my whole body begin to tingle at that touch, as if a wave of electricity was crippled by my muscles and my thoughts. Then, after a few seconds, my eyelids began to weigh, and before I knew it, I fell unconscious into the arms of that creature of the shadows.

[…]

When I woke up tucked into my bed I simply thought that it had all been a dream, one that I would soon forget. That day I was – for some reason – strangely happy, energetic. I looked in the mirror and felt that my body was in better condition, my skin seemed to be more radiant and my eyes had a special glow. And when I caressed my face, I noticed that I was wearing a ring of beautiful silver tones and emerald beads. I blinked in surprise and remained thoughtful, not remembering having fallen asleep with anything. Although the night before was quite blurry, it was probably due to tiredness, and that ring may have been a gift that my mother had given me that morning but I didn't want to wake up. I said to myself trying to deny everything about the dream I had had.

«Besides, it's not the same ring, this one is prettier,» I thought with a smile when I saw it and instead of taking it off I just smiled to send a message and after getting dressed, I left the house.

I had told Akane to go to a coffee shop. Time flowed and in the end, we were chatting about everything and nothing at the same time, surprising her by seeing me as calm and cheerful, as I used to be.

"You're different..." she said, staring at me as if trying to scrutinize what had happened.

"You know... Yes, and I don't really know why," I said laughing and soon the redhead looked at the ring in my hand and panted in surprise.

"Did you try it? You have to tell me everything! Did it work?” Akane said starting to bombard me with a lot of questions and I could only shake my head and laugh softly.

"Well, I think I tried it last night but it didn't work," I said, thinking that everything that had happened had only been a dream. “You've been scammed, my dear innocent friend," I said, laughing softly.

The young journalist pouted and kicked angrily, even so, after giving her a brief explanation of what happened, she had not asked me anymore.

[…]

Of course I could not be more wrong, for when I returned to my house, I felt a notorious burning in my hip, and in the ring area, which as soon as I looked at it again, had changed shape, showing on it the symbol of a beast. And although I had tried to take it off, it was impossible to get it out of its place. At that I ran to the bathroom to see better what had happened, and my eyes widened in surprise.

"It can't be..." I whispered stunned as I lifted the jumper and saw that in the area where I had the burning there was that "tattoo" engraved on my skin, that same morning there was nothing. “This was not there," I said and when I saw the ring it shone brightly and I swallowed thickly, also seeing the mark of my hip. “Oh no, I've lost my mind," I said to myself trying to control my breathing and soon I left the bathroom to try to think more clearly.

But when I found a black cat lying on my bed, my face was a complete show. Since all the windows were closed, and I doubted that my mother would have brought an animal home without telling me first. Had I entered my room I would have seen that damn cat. But when I did, there was nothing! The feline as soon as it opened its eyes stared at me making those green eyes look too familiar to me for some strange reason.

"It's not possible..." I whispered seeing how an intermingled black and green energy surrounded the animal's body to show that boy who had shown himself in my "dream".

The creature, now looking more human. A man dressed in a black shirt rolled up and trousers. Her cinnamon-toned skin, stained by marks like tattoos that covered all his arms and surely the rest of his figure. And also, a body chiselled by gods. That man... The demon was standing in front of me. The only thing that let me know that he wasn't human was his horns, ears, and his tail, while that man was smiling mockingly and wagging his tail from side to side playfully. And f**k why was he had to be so attractive?!

After a few minutes of silence, I simply stretched one of my cheeks and slapped myself hard, almost bursting the skin of my cheek and when I realized the pain, I knew it was not a dream.

He was there, now lying on his side on my bed, staring at me as if he were waiting for something. “Who are you and what are you doing here?” That was the only thing I could say at that moment and then he with his velvety and manly voice said to me.

"I am the young man that every woman would want in her life. I am the demon that can grant any wish, I am here because you invoked me to fulfill yours, and finally, I will say my name.” He got out of bed and stood in front of me, making me take a step back in front of his large figure. “I'm the cat of bad luck, greed and destruction Thomirchotch and since I know you won't believe me dear Caeli," with a single finger he made my body rise in the air and lie on the bed, while lifting part of my jumper to let me see with horror that tattoo that I hadn't seen in the morning. “That thingy and the ring you are wearing on your finger show the pact we sealed together yesterday ," I looked at the ring on my hand which was now a blackened greenish tone, but with the imprint of the beast subtly shining. “I am at your service my lady~, ask me what you want, and in return you will only have to give me two things," I raised an eyebrow and looked at him without understanding what he meant. “To simplify, when I know the desire you want, which I see as f****d up because you want too many things. Have you ever been told that you humans are too greedy? Anyway, when I do my part, what you must do is give me your body and soul.”

I didn't say anything, my mind had gone blank, which the devil thought was too funny because of my expression. Although disconcerting enough, I kicked him, got up, and took from the bedside table a small necklace that my mother had given me many years ago with a cross on it, when I showed it to the jet-haired man. He remained impassive for a few seconds, as if trying to decipher what I was showing him. After having analysed it, he tensed up and immediately moved quickly away from me because of the cross that the necklace carried.

He even climbed onto the roof and started screaming incoherently, getting me to grab the bridge of my nose.

It was not possible to believe that this was happening.

[…]

And today, here I am.

In my room with a demon who is too irritating, who is harassing me at every moment, all so that I can tell him my desire and that he possesses my body and takes my soul.

In the end, after many days, I became convinced that this was not a dream. It couldn't be. Although it was a situation that was too unreal, almost like fantasy. And surely dark fantasy and horror...

"If God really exists, he has no pity for me..." I thought to finally put on the necklace with the crucifix and leave the bathroom seeing how the black-haired man moved away from me so that the cross would not touch him.

And after leaving the room, I heard a cry of rage and laughed softly. But all I could hope for was that everything would get better over time. Yes, it was all I could do... Wait.