Devil

11

Isolated.

Everyone around me is smiling so brightly.

It makes me wonder, whether they are really happy to be able to smile like that.

I don't think I ever smile like that.

It's like, I'm never fit to be in this world.

"You deserve to be happy."

"But there ain't something which makes me feel happy."

The group of girls who pass by look at me weirdly when I said that, looking at them.

But you know that I'm actually looking at the devil who are only visible in my eyes.

My eyes trailed down to the suit he's wearing now, having him looking down at it too.

"I can't get used to it either."

It's still white in colour.

"What does white means? If I'm not killing myself anymore?"

I pondered, having his dark eyes met mine now.

"I'm not sure. I think it's different in your case."

I nodded my head now, not asking anymore.

It's good to see him in different colour anyway.

Reaching home, I stop on my feet when I heard a loud crash coming from the inside of the house.

The devil hiss beside me immediately.

That's not the first time already.

"Let's go."

That's what the devil told me and my hand is on the doorknob.

"To where?"

I quietly ask, feeling heavy on my chest.

"What?"

Devil seem dumbfounded at my question.

"I have nowhere to go other than here, isn't it?"

Who can I go to when I never have anyone with me other than a devil who are never visible to anyone else?

"You have me,"

"But you are not physically present, are you?"

This time, devil has nothing to retort.

And I open the door, greeted by loud shouting voice as I enter.

Leaving the devil outside the door.

No one could understand the hell I am in, not even the devil himself.

If that make sense to you.