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“Long time no see, tiger cub.” The deep, raspy voice washes over me. Hearing it is like being swaddled by a thick fluffy blanket. I’m safe and secure, in a place where no one can do me harm.
If I let myself be taken out, I wouldn’t be able to make sure the girl is okay. I need to make sure she’s safe, and that need is stronger than the wish to finally end my existence.
But I want to give her something. More than a kiss on her hand. I’ve actually never kissed anyone or anything before. I don’t have much to offer, so that night, I gave her what I had. A kiss for the hand that treated my wound with such care. But, I can also give her safety.
She killed the guy and stuffed him in a suitcase?
You knowwww i don't think that's what she means...
“You wanted your sister to laugh at you?” “She wasn’t laughing at me. She was laughing because of me.” “Isn’t that the same thing?” “Um, nope. True friends and family would never laugh at you, no matter how stupid your actions may be.”
I shrug. He’s my demon. I’m his cub. I don’t need his name.
“Warmth and serenity when we sit next to each other on my roof, doing nothing but staring into the night. Contentment and acceptance because you see me as I am.” My fingers tunnel through his hair, slowly gliding among the long strands. “You. I feel you. With every fiber of my being, demon.”
The man on the stage jolts, while a line of blood trails out of a red hole in the middle of his forehead.
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