Short stories

Open Door

Slight TW 
I don't know how you guys would react to this chapter. But hope you enjoy!!

10/3/22
"Would you rather be used or deal with the short term guilt of dropping them as a friend?"
"I-I don't know"
Denial is a heavy handed demon.
It won't slow down if it knows its there.
"But I must have done something wrong!" I cry, tears leaving my cheeks pink and tear stained.
The demon steps closer.
My phone dings,
"People don't just tell other people things like that. You did nothing wrong!"
My phone dings again,
"You're just a petty bitch."
The notification reads.
I must be.
The demon steps closer, just close enough to reach the door of my heart. So many years if manipulation, so many years of denial made the door unlocked.The demon pushes open the door with ease.
He seeps into my heart. Infecting all of the once good person. After the heart was crude and black he headed for the brain.
No! NO! I beg trying to snap out of the spell.
But it was too late.
The once bubbly, happy person everybody knew was gone. The demon contaminated me. The attack stuck like black tar.
Everything is destroyed.
That happy person is gone. And the demon left the door open.

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