Angel vs devil

Chapter 1

A couple of days ago, I woke up in the middle of the morning with a burning sensation in my back and this massive headache, I remember sitting straight up and screaming out my parent's names till they woke up. I normally have these little pains in my back and my stomach but it hasn't ever been this painful before, Mum and dad had always said its the pain from pancreatic cancer. I saw both of them walking up the stairs to my room. My thoughts were screaming in my head "HURRY UP!!! Why aren't you running!!! I'm screaming to you and you still don't come!!!". I yelled out to them again and heard their footsteps stop right in front of my older sisters room. I heard very faint whispers and only picked up a couple words from the conversation, "This was supposed to happen when she is around 26 years old, why now" and then I heard dad say "She'll be fine she's nearly 19 in 2 months" "How are we supposed to explain to her about being diagnosed". I heard dad reassure mum and say "She'll be fine, she will understand". Mum opened the door slightly so only her head can fit through. She saw that I was sitting up in my bed with my head looking into her direction and she instantly opened the door and walked in with dad behind her. They both sat on the end of my bed, mum saw that I was still sitting up in bed and pushed me lightly back into my bed. I only realized that I was still sitting up on my bed with both of hand around my neck. Mum stood up and knelt on the floor right beside me and started to smooth my hair back so it was out of my face. She whispered, "Don't be afraid, it was just a bad dream." I tried to sit up straight but I had another shot of pain up my lower back. Mum saw me start to squint my eyes while I tried not to cry in pain, so I layed back on my bed and took a couple of deep breaths before I started talking. "Mum" I couldn't think of the right words to say to her. it wasn't a dream, so why is mum saying that when she can see me in pain! I Started again "Mum, Why didn't you come running when I was screaming? Why did you stop and talk to Dad? What do you mean it's supposed to happen when I am around 26 years old? And What Will I understand?" When I finished firing questions at them both I looked straight at Dad. We made eye contact and he instantly looked down at my blankets, He was still looking down when he said "Ohh yes, I remember when Grandma got you this when you were only little" He said smiling and they wonder why I'm always angry all the time. It's because they both change the subject when they don't want to answer anything. I was mad "DAD!! Don't change the subject!!!" I yelled as I shot up from my bed to sit up. Mum looked at me and had that face she always has on when she knows that I won't let this go, so she said in a very calm voice that was definitely not suited for this conversation. "Darling, Your father and I will talk to about this in the morning"

I felt this sudden emotion rise within me, I felt comforted by the feeling of hatred and guilt. They lied to me. I looked my mum straight in the eyes and I smirked at her. Both of their faces were pale white, lips went blue and their eyes were pierced open as if they saw a ghost. Seeing them like this, at their weakest points, the point where they were both petrified made my smile even wider. "Darling, We, we have something to te tell you?" She stuttered while watching my every move "ooh I know, you have been keeping little secrets of your own without telling me" I knew this wasn't me, it couldn't be me, no it's not me. There's a deeper voice in my head that speaks to me but it also spoke out of my lips to my own parents but the voices sounded like mine and what secrets?! " Your little child wants to know what secrets your hiding from her. Well, it's not my place to tell, so please go on?" My mum took a moment to think of the right words to say to me "When we were young, your father and I met ... we always snuck out together, meeting at the same big oak tree" Mum smiled and giggled when she looked at dad. " we fell in love but we were forbidden to see each other, our parents grounded us to see each other, you see... your father was never born in Adelaide, he was born in the underworld... it's full of..." My mother was looking away from me, looking at the carpet on the floor "Yess? Do go on?" My mother looked up and glared at me which I have never seen her do before, she was the first person I could think of whenever I needed her "and I was never born in Karratha, I was born in Heaven and... I'm an..angel dear" she stuttered as she tried to speak it out. I wanted to comfort her, I could see her pain as she spoke but I couldn't speak. I felt like I was in a soundproof room inside my head, it was frustrating. All I could see was black around me and the light coming from the demon's eyes. Trapped inside of my own head, my own personal hell and she still couldn't hear me. I was screaming at her but she never moved, never looked up from the carpet on the floor and Dad was sitting as far away with me as if he thought I would hurt him. "Darling" Dad started to say sitting closer to me than he was, trying to comfort me. "You are.. half-demon half-angel, you need to stop feeling angry or sad or scared and this rage inside you will go away. I have been there before, I know what to do and if you don't learn how to control you can get hurt and others around you can get hurt. I can teach you to know how to control the anger from this devil, I promise" As soon as Dad said I promise I felt safe and comfortable as I always felt when he said those two words. As soon as the angry emotion calmed I suddenly felt my eyes open wide, my mouth flung open, both of my arms opened out wide and I felt a sudden pain in my back and heard my spine crack in a million pieces. I covered my ears when I heard this high blood busting pitch scream. I was screaming but I couldn't stop, I couldn't control it. All the upstairs windows shattered into tiny pieces, the door flew off its hinges as I found myself pointing at it. The door fell to the ground and the bang of it hitting the floor made me stop screaming as I hit the bed without any effort to stop myself landing on my broken spine. I turned my head very slowly with all my strength toward open gape in the wall where the door had been. My sister stager into my room holding her ears. "Mum" She whispered quietly. She took her hands away from her ears and faced her palms towards us. There was blood on her hands and it dripping down her ears and onto her pyjama's. The sound must have burst her eardrum but I also didn't realize that both my parents had collapsed on my bed, passed out and with a lot of blood everywhere. I called the ambulance and explained that someone came into the house and hurt my family. The ambulance is on its way but now all I can think about is who I am and what I must do. I am half-demon half-angel, I need to control my emotions or people are going to get hurt and I need to do it fast because I can feel the emotions rise within me.

Peace. Hatred. Sacrifice. Sad. Who do I follow the Angel or Demon that controls my every movement??