8 A DEMON HIMSELF

The job interview went soothingly as I had hoped. My bosses name is Dan – short for Daniel – and he seemed at though he is a good guy to work for. He had been kind to me during the interview and I prayed it stayed that way. I did not want anymore drama, even if it is coming from a human. I walked outside of sams and glanced around to think about what I wanted to do next. I did not want to go home, but I also did not want to go back into the woods. I turned my head in the direction of the ocean, smiling to myself. “A nice swim sounds about dandy.” I whispered to myself, walking forward.

I went by a rock that was isolated from the humans, stripping down to my undergarments, and placing them beside the rock. You see, the remarkable thing about being an angel instead of human; we can dive under water and not worry about coming up to breath. We can breathe under water. The only reason I knew I could do this is because I practiced it when I lived in heaven. I ran into the water, throwing my hands above my head, preparing to dive in when I got deep enough. The water felt astonishing as it hit against my porcelain skin and I could not help but to groan as I felt my body temperature cool down slightly. I never had this kind of heat on me before because it was always the perfect temperature in heaven so when we went swimming, it had been just for fun. Now, it felt like I needed to cool off. It made me hate being on earth more than I already did. I would be glad when all the missions are completed. I would not miss it by any means, and I would probably never voluntarily come back either. It would have to be forced, and it would not be pleasant.

While under water, I made sure not to be anywhere near the surface so that humans did not see me and start to freak out. The last thing I needed was a puny human panicking over me. I kept swimming until -until I came to a part that I was satisfied with. I stopped -swinging my arms to keep myself afloat – after finally finding a good spot to explore. I watched as the sea animals swam around me, making sure to keep a good distance from me. I also did not interfere with them either. Sitting here watching them though, was peaceful. A couple of dolphins swam up to me, allowing me to rub on them for a minute, before swimming off again. I did not know which direction I was going but I am almost sure that I am no where near the shores where the humans could see me. I scanned the surface to make sure no boats where near before swimming to the surface to see how far out I was.

I swam for a couple more hours before finally heading back to shore when the moon started to make an appearance above the water. I walked out of the water slowly, making sure there was no one in the area. People would probably look at me crazy if they seen me swimming in this area. I walked over to the rock that I placed my cloths behind and shook them out to make sure there was no sand in them. I slipped them on quietly and turned making my way into town, to head to my temporary home.

I walked into the house quietly, closing the door behind me, hoping I stayed quiet enough not to wake Callan. If he is sleeping, that is. I really did not want to talk about my day with him, or even have a small conversation with him. I walked on my tiptoes all the way to my room. I seen no sign of him, so I did surprisingly good on sneaking. I gave myself a pat on the back in my mind. My sneak has been perfected. I locked him door, stripping as I walked over to my bed to lay in it. I was hot, so I did not feel like leaving my cloths on. I am not sure if that was from being in the water or not, but all I know, is that I did not like it. I would rather be at the perfect temperature or be cold then I would be hot. My body has a mildly weird reaction to the heat. With that being said, I always tried to avoid getting overheated, or to a point that it was to hot to handle. This afternoon, I let myself get over heated and now I am sure that I am out of it. I also feel like I am forgetting something, but I cannot remember what it is, and I am too comfortable to get up and figure it out. Instead, I let myself slumber off to sleep for the night.

I felt a cold breeze blow against my skin, waking me from my peaceful sleep. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, turning my head to face the window, seeing that it was open. I frowned, sitting up in my bed and staring at it. At this very moment, I wish I could push my mind strong enough to close it, but I knew – like everyone else – that it was impossible. I sighed, slowly taking the blankets off me, and standing to walk over to the window. I knew I was groggy and could feel it all over my body. I thought I locked it before I went to bed, so why its open now, baffles me. I quickly slammed it shut, closing the latches shut to lock it into place. I sighed, turning back towards my bed, hoping to finally get some sleep. However, when I made it over to the bed, I froze. The same stranger from the other night, was laying in my bed, staring up at me with innocent eyes. Now that the light was hitting him, I was able to get a good glance at him. My thoughts had been correct, Asmo laid before me, smiling his ridiculous smile, making me frown some.

“What are you doing here?” I asked coldly, hands placed on the bed as if I was going to pounce.

“Oh, you don’t remember the fun from the other night. That hurts my feelings.” He pouted with fake sadness in his eyes. I stared at him incredulously, very sure he had done lost his mind.

I stood there and waited to feel sick from learning this new information, but the feeling never came. I was confused and not sure on what I should do with this situation that seemed very deceitful.

“That was you?” I asked, my eyes wide enough open that I could see everything going on around me.

“Who else would it have been?” He whispered, gently pulling himself up so that he was now eye level with me. I instantly took a step back so that I was not so close to him even though my body wanted to be.

“Honestly, I thought it was.” I played it off. I did not want him to know how he had my body feeling or the fact that I could lost control ay any moment.

He let out a shallow laugh, disappearing and re-appearing in front of me once again, backing us into the wall behind me. He leaned his lips into my ear once again, causing me to shiver. “You knew it was me. Your body agrees.” He whispered, placing a hand on the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. I let out a slight gasp, instantly putting my hands against his chest, to put some distance between the two of us.

“Honestly, I did not know.” I tried to speak out calmly, but instead, it came out as a moan. I gritted my teeth together.

He grinned against my neck – making sure that I felt it – tightening his hold on my back. He tilted his head back, so that he was looking directly into my eyes. I turned my head just a little so that I could look away. But he forced my head into his direction again, causing me to look into his eyes once again. I wanted to look away, but instead I found myself drowning in his pools of eyes of his. Sorrow was all over his eyes, and what looked like pain. It confused me. From what I understood, him and his kind were heartless and carried no feelings for no one and nothing. This was not adding to that expectation.

“You are different from what I was told.” I whispered, watching his eyes closely. He grinned a little, also watching me.

“What exactly where you told?” He questioned, stepping back from me a little. I frowned, feeling the mood change.

“Well, it was not about you directly, just your kind.” I spoke, now putting myself on alert just in case he became angry enough to try anything.

“Oh, my kind? What about your kind? Your perfect, harmless, little angels?” He spoke angrily. His eyes were now like ice, and his hands dropped to his sides as if something had poisoned them.

“Again, I have said nothing about you. I am not sure why you are angry suddenly.” I spoke, now becoming angry myself. There is no sense in talking to me like that if I have done nothing wrong. He started laughing from no where like a maniac.

“Of course, you would be one to believe what you hear! Typical of a PRINCESS of HEAVEN.” He spoke sarcastically, walking toward the window.

“Who said I believed them?” I spoke. I stared at his back intently. I wanted this conversation to be finished, and not left like this. I felt as if this needed to be said, like it needed to happen.

“Okay, if you say you don’t believe them, then tell me, what do they say?” He asked. He had his head turned to the side, but his back still facing me, as if he no longer wanted to be face to face.

“They say your kind is cold hearted and ruthless. That your kind cares about only yourself, and it would be a mistake to become close to any of you.” I spoke, crossing my arms over my chest. He slowly turned his body, so that he could look at me. It looked like pain was surfacing in his eyes but was gone the moment it showed. I personally wished he would not do that.

“What do you think?” He asked, keeping as quiet as he could. I could tell that he really wanted this answer, making me soften up. I would need to answer this with all honesty.

“At first I believed them,” I started, earning a glare from him, “Until I met you. Maybe trusting you is a bad idea, but I feel as though that is not like you. I feel you are misunderstood, and I want to understand.” I finished, letting out a long breath from talking all at once. It was silent for a moment as he just stared at me. He did not move, and I was worried he did not like my response, to even thinking of moving.

“Is that so?” He whispered under his breath, now standing in front of me, as if he never left that spot. All I could do was nod my head yes, getting distracted by his eyes.

“Good, because we all have our demons inside of us, believe me, I am a demon myself.” He spoke and then leaned down, placing his lips against mine, pulling me closer to deepen the kiss. I gasped – not being able to control it – allowing him to go further. I felt as if I had been pulled onto cloud-nine, a feeling I never wanted to let go.