dEVIL {h.s. au}

Chapter Nine

As I reach my car, something hits my head. I rub my scalp and look around to see what it was. The only thing around me is a small pebble. I look up at the house, and Harry is standing in the doorway.

"Did that hurt?" He calls out, laughing.

"Not at all." I mumble, making my way back to the door.

"Please, come in. I was hoping you'd show up." He opens the door wider for me to come in, and I hesitate. Duke was killed in here by Harry. What if I'm next for the murder house?

"I don't want to be in there."

"It's the only way I'll talk to you." He says with a darker voice. A shiver runs through my body, and I step into the house. All of the furniture is gone. None of the lights are on, making the rooms dark.

"I just want to ask how I'm supposed to cure Hailee." I turn to face Harry who's leaning against the now closed front door. We're alone, and nobody knows where we are. I force myself to push the thought away, so I don't scare myself.

"You don't." 

"How do I help her control it? How does it even work?" I persist, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You don't and it's simple. When she needs energy she'll simply take souls." He shrugs.

"Why did you make her become this? Why not me?" I ask the question that has been in the back of my head since we found out what Harry did to her.

"Interesting question. It could have messed you up or not worked." 

"Well, I'd say Hailee is pretty messed up now." I scoff.

"She has evolved into something else. It happens all the time. Organisms adapt and become something else."

"You're sick!" I scream, anger bubbling up inside of me. Hailee may be a murderer, but a part of me still cares for her.

"I'm not, though. I'm simply making some changes. For instance, this house was being used, and I changed it to vacant." He says with a small smile.

"You killed Duke! You murder people, and you might as well just kill me already! We're already in this house alone, so please just kill me and put me out of this misery." Tears well up in my eyes and stream down my cheeks. 

"I'm not going to kill you in here." He says as if he pities me and takes a step closer to me. My body stiffens at his action, ready for an attack.

"I want you to kill me." 

"No you don't. You don't want to be murdered, Tabitha." He takes another step towards me. Our faces are mere inches apart. He snakes an arm around my waist, and I'm sure it's to keep me in place.

"Please." I cry, finally giving up. I can't live in a world with demons and soul eaters. I can't live in a world that has murders every other night. I can't live. 

He gently tucks a piece of hair behind my ear. My body won't stop shaking, but not from fear. The stress and decision to give up have made me this way. 

Harry softly places his hand on my cheek, rubbing his thumb in circles along my skin. Our eyes stay locked, and I wonder how a terrible thing like a demon with black eyes could have such beautiful green ones now. 

I feel exhausted and weak as my body continues to shake in his hold. His hand slowly slides down from my cheek to my neck. He wraps his fingers around the side of neck, his thumb on my pulse. This is it. He's going to kill me.

The relief of knowing that I'll be done with this forever is strong, but a small part of me feels sad. I'm leaving Hailee alone to be miserable as a soul eater. She probably doesn't want to kill people either. I'm sure Harry will kill her when he's done with her. She'll be free from it soon, too.

His breath warms the tears falling down my cheeks. I don't even feel myself crying anymore. I close my eyes, not wanting to see Harry the demon before I die. I envision all the happy moments in my life. My parents come into my mind, and I can't help but cry a little harder.

They'll be better off without me. This is what's best for everyone. Harry's arm around my waist tightens along with his grip on my neck. Here we go. I'm about to die. 

I gulp down all of my doubts and take a deep breath. I don't feel pain, though. I feel Harry's lips on mine. He's kissing me. My eyes shoot open, and I whimper as I push away from him, but his grip is too strong. I make as much noise as I can with my mouth shut, but he persists. His tongue swipes along my mouth, and I groan.

He finally pulls his face away from mine, letting me go, and then I'm alone. I'm alone in this murder house, crying because I wanted to die, but instead I was kissed by a demon.

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Alright, so this chapter is shorter than usual plus it's a day late but shit happens.

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