The Devil Wears Pink (Ben Hargreeves) [discontinued]

CHAPTER TEN - CARTOON MASKS

it had been a good few minutes or hours since lilith had eaten her fiancee. she didn't know the specific time of course, since she was pretty much worn out from everything that had happened

she couldn't bear to tear herself from the carpet, it felt like a hangover she could never recover from

your painkillers have nothing on what you just did

lilith rolls her eyes "what i did? you made me do it" she exclaims as she sits up. she meets the gaze of her reflection of the mirror across from her, and she couldn't recognize herself anymore. her mouth was still bloody and she looked like a mess

you didn't refuse my help

lilith scoffs "help? that wasn't help!" she gets up from the carpet and storms over to the mirror, grabbing its sides and pulling it towards her. clearly she was fuming

"you made me eat someone!"

but you liked it

at that, lilith stays quiet "i, n-no. i didn't" she rubs her arm nervously

i'm all too familiar with the feeling of guilt the first time i did this. i knew that you hated eating as a child, but you were young and now you've changed. you'll understand me

"all i understand is that my depression and anger issues didn't just stem from my fucked up childhood or my father. you played a big role there" lilith spat. and in a flurry of anger, she pushed over the mirror resulting to a big crash and tiny hits of glass scattering across her carpeted floor

just admit it, you liked it. no loved it when you ripped the flesh from his face. it tasted amazing didn't it?

"i don't need to answer to you!" avoiding the question, she turns to her vanity table and searches for her pills

have you ever just thought of sitting down and having an actual conversation with me?

"i did, and that conversation ended with me downing some painkillers with whisky. it nearly killed me, but for some reason you wanted me to stay alive" she says, turning over a bunch of shit from when she was younger, still searching for her pills

you should know, i'm not just a devil. i am the devil

"so like what? you're satan or something?" she chuckles dryly, but after a moment of silence she begins to worry

i guess you could say that

"wait, devil. are you satan?" she asks, looking at herself in the mirror trying to find some sort of truth in her eyes

no lilith. i'm you

lilith staggers back from her vanity table and rubs the temple of her head "i don't understand..." she trails off, trying to connect the dots but to no conclusion

never mind that dear. have you ever once thought that if i truly was as powerful as i used to tell you, how come i've never used my powers?

"i thought your powers were only about controlling me and using me to eat. my power was just summoning you" she states, still confused and in need for answers