"We do?" She brightened a little. Maybe, just maybe, she had a chance of putting all this work towards a goal? Something she could actually achieve?
âI think so. Heâs not even strong enough to talk⌠definitely isnât strong enough to separate from me or control me,â
Paige's eyes filled with tears. "The night of the car accident⌠Do you remember?"
âNot very well⌠itâs all a little blurry,â
"So many things were wrong with me then. I⌠I screwed up." She opened her eyes. They were glossy, filled with tears.
"Well, that's good, right? We actually have a chance to do something." But what if you can't? What if it doesn't work and you're stuck with him forever? Why were her thoughts so negative all of a sudden? She didn't want to think about it but she couldn't push the thoughts away.
It didnât answer, it couldnât answer. It was silent, the essence of darkness personified into a warrior looming the town for the beast it desires to seek out. This wasnât it, he could sense it wasnât even worth checking for darkness here. Itâs hand slid behind her ear and a light burnin sensation began as he tattooed a small âSâ. Self. She was herself. She was not possessed by the beast he searched for.
Ginger flinched and looked at it. "What do you want?" She wanted to run but her legs were too heavy.
âNot you,â itâs voice was deep and threatening but he meant no harm to her, âSelf,â
Ginger shook, very afraid now having heard its voice "Wh-What do you m-mean?"
"Well, that's good, right? We actually have a chance to do something." But what if you can't? What if it doesn't work and you're stuck with him forever? Why were her thoughts so negative all of a sudden? She didn't want to think about it but she couldn't push the thoughts away.
âWow. Oof. Burn. Thatâs painful but Iâm sure we can get rid of him.â
It didnât answer, it couldnât answer. It was silent, the essence of darkness personified into a warrior looming the town for the beast it desires to seek out. This wasnât it, he could sense it wasnât even worth checking for darkness here. Itâs hand slid behind her ear and a light burnin sensation began as he tattooed a small âSâ. Self. She was herself. She was not possessed by the beast he searched for.
Ginger flinched and looked at it. "What do you want?" She wanted to run but her legs were too heavy.
âNot you,â itâs voice was deep and threatening but he meant no harm to her, âSelf,â
Ginger shook, very afraid now having heard its voice "Wh-What do you m-mean?"
âNot you,â he meant the beast didnât possess you but he could only speak so much⌠She was lucky to get this much out of them.
"What did I say? Stay out of my head! I don't know why I'm thinking so negative all of a sudden but I am." She sighed. You're not good enough for him. I don't know why he pretends he loves you. Shut up! Shut up shut up shut up!
Ginger brought her fingertips to the tattoo. Maybe Lillian or Darren would know something about this. She backed up slowly and began to run. She didn't stop until she got to Darren's house, where she knocked on the door rapidly.
"What did I say? Stay out of my head! I don't know why I'm thinking so negative all of a sudden but I am." She sighed. You're not good enough for him. I don't know why he pretends he loves you. Shut up! Shut up shut up shut up!
Ryan wrapped his jacket around her as a replacement for his embrace, âI could never pretend to love someone this way Iâm not that good at acting,â
Ginger brought her fingertips to the tattoo. Maybe Lillian or Darren would know something about this. She backed up slowly and began to run. She didn't stop until she got to Darren's house, where she knocked on the door rapidly.
Darren looked up. Of all times now someone knocks on the door⌠He walked over the door begrudgingly and opened it, âhey whatâs up?â
"Darren, I have to talk to you!" Her voice was shaky and afraid and her body quivered.
"I know, I know. My thoughts are just all out of whack for some reason." She forced her brain to shut up, she didn't need him listening to her beating herself up.
"Darren, I have to talk to you!" Her voice was shaky and afraid and her body quivered.
âMmmmmmmk? Come in,â he stepped aside.
"I know, I know. My thoughts are just all out of whack for some reason." She forced her brain to shut up, she didn't need him listening to her beating herself up.
âLetâs just go home,â he smiled and replaced his hands in his pocket.
Ginger stepped inside quickly. She was in to much haste to notice Paige and Lillian. "Something came up to me and put this behind my ear!" She brushed her hair aside, revealing the tattoo.
"Sounds good." She smiled a little, wrapping his jacket around her shoulders tighter.
Ginger stepped inside quickly. She was in to much haste to notice Paige and Lillian. "Something came up to me and put this behind my ear!" She brushed her hair aside, revealing the tattoo.
Darren ran his finger over it lightly, âSelf,â
Ginger flinched slightly when he touched it. "What does it mean?"
"Sounds good." She smiled a little, wrapping his jacket around her shoulders tighter.
They arrived home, Ryan looked tired, ill, or sickly⌠maybe all of the above. âI had fun,â
"You look terrible. But yeah, it was fun. Nice to see her again despite the complaining."
Ginger flinched slightly when he touched it. "What does it mean?"
"The thing you saw, it looked like a samurai with dark smoke and all that jazz, it's called an Oni. Japanese demon warriors that have been searching the town for the Nogitsune, a dark species of Kitsune which is a mythical Japanese fox, it possesses people and plays tricks, foxes are tricksters and stuff. The tattoo means 'self' they label you that you are just yourself and not possessed. It might burn right now but that'll stop and when the Nogitsune is killed, that will disappear,"
"You look terrible. But yeah, it was fun. Nice to see her again despite the complaining."
"Okay first of all, I am glad you got to see your sister and equally happy that I got to meet her. Second, umm, ouch! Here I thought you saw me as handsome but now that we have confirmed that lieâŚ" he joked.
"I meant you look sick. Like, unwell." She rest her hand on his forehead. "You don't have a fever."
"I meant you look sick. Like, unwell." She rest her hand on his forehead. "You don't have a fever."
His skin had paled and bags had set under his eyes but not like voids, these were lines that followed his veins, he was just hungry.
"You're starving. I can see it from here." She sighed, worry edging her face. "Why didn't you say something?"
"I don't know, makes sense why I feel this way, I haven't eaten in weeks,"
"Well then you should probably eat something. Or someone. I think someone is definitely more accurate." She was slightly rambling. She was just worried, that's all.
(Brb. Shower.)
(Sounds good)
"You don't have to worry so much, vampires don't have to feed everyday. I could go years without eating I might start to decay though⌠either way it wouldn't kill meâŚ"