various horror stories

the demon

Are you seeing things again babe?” My boyfriend gently ran his fingers through my hair as I vigorously nodded, staring uncomfortably at the crouched demon in the corner and trying unsuccessfully to ignore the incessant screaming at the door, mimicking my boyfriend’s voice.

"It’s so loud tonight" I whimpered, my voice trembling as the voice brought on the usual paranoia.

"Don’t worry, it’s not real. It must be your med change, that’s why". The demon dragged itself forward and froze again.

Warily, ignoring my mock boyfriend’s screams outside the bedroom door, I shook my head.

"It’s you, one of the voices. It’s you", my hands tightened around his.

"Don’t worry, it’s not real. I’m here. The voices, the demon in the corner, they’re all fake, baby".

I froze.

I never mentioned the demon.