The Demons Inside Part 4 "Please come back to the school, everything will be okay" I told her. She looked at me with pleading eyes, "skip with me. Theres only two classes left, come on. Like you want to be there anyways!" I looked at her then back towards the school. I hadnt skipped school in a long time and I knew this was a bad idea but part of me knew she wasnt going to go back. I didnt want her to be alone, she might do something stupid. "This one time,'' I replied. She gave me a small smile and nodded her head. I followed her through the woods for a few minutes then I couldnt help but wonder where we were going. "Isnt there a highway on the other side?" she asked. I stopped walking and broke into a fit of laughter, "we're going the wrong way." She looked back at me and frowned, "I knew that." I almost tripped because I kept laughing as we walked the other way. Just thinking of the look on her face when I told her she was wrong cracked me up every time. We came out at the highway finally and she started to run across it. I stopped and watched, then quickly glanced both ways and followed behind her. We headed into a more rough part of town but she didnt seem at all moved by it. "Mind if we stop by my house real quick, no ones there?" she asked. I shrugged my shoulders and we continued down the street. I tried to pay close attention to the street names so just in case something happened I would know where to go. We passed a few beaten up houses then she opened a chain gate and we stepped into a yard. I looked up at the small yellow house, the paint fading and peeling off parts of it. There were sheets in all the windows and bars covering the outside of them, it was a little unnerving but part of me was happy it wasnt a perfect house. She opened the screen door and we stepped inside. I could instantly smell the cigarettes that penetrated the air in the house, ive always hated that smell. There were two brown couches, a small table, and a tv in the living room. "Just sit down, ill be right back,'' she said. I went over to one of the couches and sat down then waited for her. As I looked around the room I noticed a little white dog was laying under the table looking at me. I reached out and whistled to it, but it didnt move. For a moment we just stared at each other. She came back into the room and I got up and followed her to the kitchen. "You want anything?" she asked. I shook my head no. She leaned over the sink and opened a small window that was above it, then she jumped up onto the counter and sat there. I took a seat at the table and watched her. There was something in her hand, she lifted it to her face and I realized it was a cigarette. "So, what exactly is your name?" I asked her. She took a long drag and looked at me, then slowly the smoke flooded from her mouth, "Sarah." A few minutes went by and I noticed the smoke smelled sweet, "Sarah.. are you smoking weed?" She let out a small giggle and nodded yes, then held out her blunt to me. I shook my head no. "Oh come on.. try it!" she pleaded. "You dont understand.. I cant do this,'' I told her. But I could feel it, that temptation so deep inside of me, that need I used to have was coming back. The old me wanted it and it wanted it bad. She jumped from the counter and leaned down in front of me then took another long drag. Her lips were so close to mine, our eyes held the entire time. Then slowly she blew the smoke toward my mouth. I held my lips together, but I couldnt take it anymore. I felt them begin to part and I breathed in the sweet smoke. My eyes closed and I held it until I felt a small cough rising in me, then I blew the smoke out. When I opened my eyes she was holding the blunt out to me, this time I took it. It touched my lips and I felt the tingle rip through my body as I inhaled the smoke again. "You've done this before,'' she smiled. We shotgunned the smoke again, her head leaned back and she blew it out. She took my hand and pulled me from the chair, down the hall, and into her room. We laid on the bed and passed the weed between us until it was gone. My mind was foggy, it had been a while since I smoked. She giggled again and went to stand up, "we have to go come on."

The Abyss Part 65 The scene around me began to change and there was now snow soaking my shirt and torturing my raw, exposed skin with painful icy darts. I was trying to not shake but my skin was freezing. Ahead of me I could see a large mountain peaking over the trees. I started to pull my bare feet out of the snow and run for it. My eyes squinted as I pushed against the hard wind, my legs felt numb from the knees down. When I got through the trees I could see the opening of the cave, I refused to go in. Something terrible was inside, I could feel it. It wasn't just the chill that ran down my spine. It was the sound of rumbling that came down the passage toward me. There was a stench that made me wonder if there was a creature laying deep within the mountains core surrounded by decomposing bodies. It was something I really didn't want to find out, but if I went back into the snow I knew I would die. I could hear my name being called, the sound was still distant but clear. I turned my head toward the voice and found myself staring down into a dark tunnel. To my right was a sudden flicker of light, laying on the ground was a small torch. It wouldn't provide much light but it was more than I had. "Thanks,'' I muttered out loud. I knew the succubus was watching me, this was her world, everything would go the way she wanted. I picked up the torch and started for the tunnel. The orange from the fire lapped at the stone walls beside me. I could see paintings of warriors with spears running toward each other in a fierce battle. In the middle of the two groups surrounded by flowers, was a girl. Her hair was braided in a long braid hanging over her shoulder and she had a smile on her face, even with the war around her. Then I noticed that her hands were on her stomach and my throat grew thick. This poor girl was with child in the middle of a war, she would die. The wind shrieked through the gaps in the cave and tore my attention away from the girl. This far from the cave opening the darkness was absolute. I could feel my mind playing tricks on my sense of time. I reached out and placed a hand against the bumpy stone wall just to make sure it was actually there. As I opened my mouth to scream for the succubus again, something snapped. I froze, pressing myself against the cold wet stone. The torch! I looked down at it then tossed it away from me, it went tumbling across the floor and lit up the massive opening in the room. My gaze flickered and I looked into the darkness. My stomach clenched at the sound of claws scratching the stone and the crunching of bones. There was the deep inhale of air, it was searching for a foreign scent. It was searching for me. I had the sudden urge to run, my leg muscle tightening. Its heavy steps were getting closer to me and fear had now consumed my mind. The torch light began to shine brighter, now I could see it. Its giant nostrils were on each side of its snout, its mouth was open. The dragons head was wide with two pointed ears and two long horns extended backwards from its forehead. There were a row of tendrils running from the base of its skull to its shoulders and a wide set of fanlike wings ran from there to its hips. The dragon had a serpentine like body with brown scales, it was shaded lighter towards its chest. For a moment I wasn't afraid, I was calm. This creature possessed such beauty. I should have been afraid, the huge claws and its teeth, but I wasn't. The dragon lifted its head and looked straight at me, its eyes were alabaster and clear with a thin line slit of blue in them. I could hear it breathing as it bared its sharp glistening teeth at me. I screamed, falling to the stone floor as fire began to spew from its lips. "Succubus!" I yelped, scrambling away. I could feel the sting of the burns on my legs as I turned to run back down the tunnel. The dragons feet pounded behind me, vibrating the cave floor. I heard her shrieks of excitement as she told me to run. "If you die here, you die in #life Laila.'' The shrieks of the wind were blowing into the tunnel, I had to be close to the opening again. There was light, I pushed myself harder trying to ignore the ache in my legs. My heart was slamming against my chest as I came through the opening in the cave. I ran for the trees, hoping the dragon couldn't fit through. My foot sunk deep into the snow and I fell to my knees, my hands scraping the hard ground. Ahead of me was a sound, my head jerked up searching for the dragon but it wasn't there. As he came around a tree, bow in hand, my heart sunk. I stared into the eyes of Fendewen and a smile came to his face as he raised his bow, the arrow was pointed at me. "Please don't do this," I whispered. His eyes never left mine, they were dark and full of hate now. Then, as I heard the wretched scream of the dragon he let the arrow go.

Sorry For Disappointing A meaningful #life now turns into a clueless existence Hoping tomorrow i will come back stronger I'm like a bird in a cage, waiting for another day Feeling helpless, surrounded by regret and sadness Yet now there is so much anger in my heart So I bite my lips to stop from screaming Now I just let the tears falls instead. I close my eyes and can feel the burden on my heart Why am i being judged so harshly? If I knew how to fix things, to make them better To try and make you understand, make you believe If I knew how to make you happy, I would. Maybe you understanding, wouldn't make me ignorant And making you believe, wouldn't make me a liar. I miss the girl that didn't care what you thought Now I look in the mirror to see a completely different person I wish no one would blame me for caring, for thinking I have to live with what I have, what I have to show Those things will never let me live the dreams Dreams that I so desperately clung onto, are broken. But still I try to fix it, collecting the shattered pieces. So I go every day and throw my doubts behind me I try to cherish my #life, hoping something will happen But, I find myself letting it waste away. You come to terms with how far they have gone, Realize I am not the same as them. I never was. Pain is the outcome because your sudden remarks, Just when I was hoping it was getting better, You come in and make nothing seem right. #life is like a train it doesn't care If you climb aboard or not Either way it is still leaving..

The Abyss part 64 I hated the dark. Even here, in her sexual desired bliss I was still afraid. "Who are you?" I called into the abyss around me. I could hear my voice echo and for a moment all was silent. "Who am I?" she purred, her breath was hot on my neck. "The question is not who I am, but what. I live on the dark, dirty side of things Laila. A world full of secrets, hidden desire, and shame. I feed upon it. It brings me to a place where I am lost in time, a place of dominance. A place of pleasure. For I am a brutal woman. Seeing the pained faces as they writhe under my touch and cry from the mockery of my words. My voice rakes like fingernails on a chalkboard in their mind. They shy away from their own disgrace and bend to my will." I could hear someone in the distance screaming, it was so soft and far away. Their voice drew me away from her. "Do not ignore me child,'' she hissed. "I have ways to get what I want." The room began to light up in small areas, candles flooded the floor. So many different colors and sizes. "I do not have the pleasures of ordinary creatures like you. I do not wake up looking for sunshine to dance on my window or watch for the wind blowing through the trees. I do not wish to see the animals or giggling children. My mind is closed to such grotesque things,'' she said. I could see her now, walking up the stairs in a long flowing black dress. The candles started to light as she went by them. This was something I didn't understand, I could sense magic. I was a faerie. But there was no sense of magic here. "What are you?" I asked her this time. She turned to me with a devilish grin plastered to her face, "that is the right question." "Are you feeling anxiety Laila? Sense the torment spewed through silent lips, indignity that hangs heavy and full of dark servitude. That, I grab it in my hands and suck it in. Hungry, but controlled. Pain and suffering enters my body through every pore. Nourishing me, feeding me. My senses are raised, sensitive to every touch, every moment, every expelled breath.. I am your worst nightmare and your best dream. The girl of every mans dream, the woman every woman wants to be. I am a succubus. Your mind becomes my playground when you sleep. A playground you will never leave without my permission,'' she replied. I could feel the ground below me shaking, small pebbles bounced on the stone slabs beneath my feet. Quickly I jumped out of the way, landing on my side a few feet away. The stones that were once below me had crumbled away, revealing nothing. A dark gaping mouth swallowed the floor and now it yawned open for me. "Fear," she laughed. "Trembling, shaking, the jolts across your skin. Do you feel it Laila? That icy feeling burning in you veins. Knowing that any second you could be gone. I want to tell you a story, here let me paint you a picture,'' she said. Slowly she sat down on the stone stairs and she looked at me, "close your eyes." I didn't want to, but I had no choice. They closed against my will. She took a deep breath and began her story, "I once had a woman almost like you here. I remember it like yesterday. I had the taste of blood left on my tongue as I jumped onto a large crate, making hardly any sound, might I remind you i've gotten better at it. I called to the human to come out and just let me have her. Instead she started screaming and ran, such an idiot. My mother had always told me not to play with my food so I wasn't going to take the time to chase her around this building. Quickly I leapt and landed solidly behind her, grabbing a handful of that beautiful brown hair. She begged and pleaded for me to just let her go, said she would do anything. I took upon the moment to look her over, nothing was of worth to me but her eyes. She didn't seem to understand what I wanted, so I told her I would spare her #life for her eyes. When I said that I kissed her, she tried pushing against me but it didn't work. I heard the sick popping of her sockets and her eyes pulled back into her head. Mine does the same but without all the extra mess you know. She screamed, almost choking, as they ripped through her head and out of her mouth. I lowered my eyes to her mouth and her eyes rolled into me, comforting themselves. I let my old gray ones fill her head. There was blood pouring down her face when she fell to the ground. She just stared up in horror as I walked away searching for my next victim."

The Abyss Part 63 Laila's view The marble floor is cold against my naked feet. I don't remember how I got here, but there is this long hall before me. It seems never ending but with each doorway I pass I know im getting closer to the end. The light in the hallway dims the further I go, then the hall opens up into a large room. Behind me, I could hear footsteps. They were the same pace as mine, so perfect I wasn't sure if it was just an echo or if I was being followed. A light mist forms in the room, floating right above the stone floor and leaving my skin a little wet. A hand comes from behind me and presses firmly over my mouth. I can feel a breath hot against my ear, whispering, but I cant make even the slightest sense of the words. The smell of lavender floods my nose, from the scent of perfume I know it is a woman. She stops whispering and I feel like she has taken my voice with her, I cannot speak. A sudden burst inside me fills my ears with the moans and cries, pleadings of lust and hunger.. Victims with no way to escape. There are tears hot on my face now, stinging as they drip down my cheek. Her hand moves and gently she wipes away my tears. For a moment she holds me against her and strokes my hair, the tears have stopped now. Carefully she pushes me away, steering me ahead of her with her hands on my back. Suddenly there are mirrors around us, light and shadow dancing playfully across our skin, I see that I am almost naked then I see her. Her eyes were a liquid green, with a stare that bore through me and undid me from my soul. I wanted to be everything she needed. Slowly her tongue licked at her bottom lip, leaving it wet in the dimming light. I felt my knees go weak, she wasn't trying to seduce me but yet I feel seduced. I knew in that moment I would do whatever she wanted me to do. My eyes close and I am lost in this slow sensation. I lose my balance and she catches me as I fall and eases me down onto the stone floor. She pulls away and sits on her knees between my legs. She smiles as she reaches up to her hair and removes a pin then shakes her head, letting her golden curly hair fall to her back. Her hands slide down her body toward my legs. Slowly she runs her fingers up my thighs, then her hand vanishes under my skirt. For a moment panic began to grip me. I was confused, why am I here and who is this woman touching me? She runs a finger under the edge of my panties. Her touch is warm against the skin of my upper thigh and it sends a chill through me that flares into heat. She hooks her finger around the cloth of my panties and slowly pulls them down my legs. I almost make a noise then and she quickly pulls away from me. She stands and pulls me back up, onto to my bare feet. Her finger presses to her lips in a motion, telling me to hush. She reaches for my hand, intertwining our fingers and pulls me along with her. I feel a giggle coming and she seems to sense it too. She looks up at me with a warning on her face, quickly I cover my mouth and try to hold the sounds back. With a sly look she turns to me, her hand presses against my throat, then starts to wander further down. Her fingernail catches on the neckline of the thin dress, as she drags it down the cloth tears. Cold air runs over my body and she reaches over pushing a piece of the dress to the side, exposing my bare skin. She places her hand between my breasts, her eyes locked on mine. Very slowly she drags her fingernails down my chest, stomach and stops at my hips. She moves closer, closing the distance between us. Our bodies are touching, in this moment I can tell how thin her dress is too. She slides her hand down between my legs, to my most intimate parts. At first she touches me lightly, then with some pressure. I can feel my insides flare, my legs opening more to her, begging her for more. But she gives me nothing. With a small giggle she withdrawals her hand and brings it to her face. I watch her slowly slide her fingers into her mouth and suck my juices off her fingers. She steps back and curls her finger at me, forcing me to follow her into the dark.