Inner Demons

The demon in Rosalina is thirsty for blood, and he will stop at nothing to get some of that sweet red liquid.

My fingers curled around the deadly blade. I lifted the weapon so the sharpest point was facing the cloaked man wearing the devilish grin.

 

“That’s right, little girl,” he cooed. “Hurt me.”

 

I willed myself to drop the knife, but instead I took a step forward.

 

The man laughed. “Yes, Rosalina, come to me.”

 

My feet pushed me forward, though my brain told me to move backwards.

 

“What’re you doing to me?” I sputtered and took another step.

 

I saw a disturbing glint in his eyes. “No more speaking.”

 

My mouth snapped shut. I took four more silent steps forward, then I was right in front of him. He smiled down at me and I shivered. I couldn't meet his eyes. 

 

“Do it. Right in the gut,” he commanded.

 

And I thrust the knife into his body, directly in his gut. He sighed contently and began to bleed.

 

“Deeper,” he murmured.

 

I pushed it in deeper. So deep that the hilt of the knife was almost imbedded in him, and my fingers were dangerously close to touching the gore. 

I started sobbing. I could feel the blade stealing the life of the man, the demonic man who wanted to die. But I didn't want to kill him. 

He collapsed and I fell with him. We lay there together on the cold pavement: him dying, me crying. His blood painted the ground beneath us, and I could feel it soaking through my shirt.

 

Through my sobs, I heard him whisper, “Well done.”

 

***

 

A girl lies dead in her bedroom, her blood staining the carpet beneath her. A knife is stuck inside her gut, pushed in almost to the hilt. The demon releases itself from her body and soaks in the pleasure of his latest kill.

 

Stupid girl, thinking she was killing the demon in her, when in reality, she’d only killed herself.

 

Satisfied with his latest kill, the demon laughs, kisses the dead girls cheek, and disappears to find another victim. 

Author's Note

Whenever I think about people who hurt themselves, my thoughts somehow travel to inner demons. the demons command people to hurt themselves, and they are powerless to resist. And so here you go, a nice little story.

**awarded Honorable Mention in the Things That Go Bump In The Night contest**
**awarded Remarkable Teller in the The Reality Question contest**

Reviews

[Megan Step]

That is very....How can put this in words.....Demonic? Its Sinister and sad at the same time. When I read this I feel like this is exactly what goes through a person's mind when they kill themselves. I'm Mind Blown!! Very powerful.

I'm literaly lost for words. It's purely wonderful!!