The Devils Spawn

The Devils Spawn Part 7.

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It’s been a good few weeks now and I’ve finally made my plan on how I should send two of Daniels bullies back to my master for the punishment they both deserve. Today Daniel and I are sitting on the big hill overlooking the park. He has been very quiet since we left his house, he hasn’t opened his mouth to say anything unless I asked him a question. I’m really worried about him, I know he is quiet and shy but he has never been this question before. I watch him carefully as he constantly pulls his sleeves down into his hands and how he stares off into the distance like he is thinking about something really important. I’m praying that he hasn’t cut himself again especially after I left his house last night. I told him as I was leaving that I would call him when I got home and I did, I also told him I would ring him this morning before I came to pick him up for our picnic. I hope I didn’t upset him after I left, he didn’t seem upset but maybe he is just well at hiding his emotion’s some times.

I turn and look at him messing with the daisies on front of him making himself a flower crown. I watch as he pierces the little stems with his finger nail and then links another daisy to it careful not to tear the daisies delicate stems. He finishes it within a minute and he places in on his head and turns to look at me.

“You look adorable” I smile at him. “Maybe I should call you my prince” I pull out my phone and quickly take a picture of him when he isn’t looking. He turned his back to me again but not in a rude way, the sun shines down on him and he isn’t holding a few daisies in his hand when I take the photo. I set it as my lock screen and he turns back around again. I notice is holding a lot of daises and he places them on the grass as he starts to make another flower crown I think.

“Your prince?” wait so what does that make you?” he asks taking his eyes off the small flowers for a moment to look up at me.

I look into his eyes “I’ll be your prince too” I sit next to him with my arm wrapped around his shoulders as he finishes his flower crown and places it on my head. “My prince” he kisses my cheek and leans his head against my chest.

He looks at the grass and the flowers on front of him “I like the sound of being your prince” he nods and looks up at me grinning.