MY SWEET DEMON

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[Few weeks ago: the day of Top's and Shield's arrival]

KATRIX' POV.

Night groaned, "Faster Katrix! I'm getting wet!"

My face was heating up as sweats trickled down my forehead, "I. . .I ca-can't." My hands were shaking as I felt my own self, dripping wet.

Ugh!

"Fuck it! It's coming!" Night spats out as he adjusted himself. He took the umbrella from my fidgeting hands and opened it. The rain stopped wetting us as it poured ontop of my pink umbrella.

Night was glaring at me.

"You could've open a damn umbrella faster when you're that good enough to punish us!" He deadpanned.

I swear this Vampire! Why was he so cold and arrogant towards other people except for Mist! Really. . . I'm starting to think that he's gay for my brother. And for the record, he's the only one that I can't read what's he's thinking of or what's inside his mind.

Well. . . That's if, he has something on his mind or do he even think.

"Tsk. Just give it up Katrix, you won't be able to read it!" I backed away when his cold stare sharply shoots me.

I giggled lightly, "Chill dude. . . I'm not reading it, like you said; I can't."

He just rolled his eyes and scoffed at me, "Now, let's fucking start walking because I don't have all day just to stand here with the psycho who punished me and lend me some help to clean up my wounds."

His words pierced through ny heart. I felt it stung as his hurtful remarks ran through the back of my mind. He's always been like this. . . But there's this kind of pleasure in the pain he's always been giving me. This man right beside me is the reason why my heart feels something either pain or fleet. This feeling, I treasure the most.

I scanned his back and his arms. . . It has several cuts and his bleeding arms looked so beautiful as blood dripped from it while the rain slightly brushed the color of his dark red blood. Few torns from my rose veins were stuck on his flesh. The sight of it so beautiful and arousing. I can't help but to grin and had my cheeks burning.

Night looked so hot when he's filled with blood.

Crazy — I know.

I am a sadist, a masochist. . . I love feeling pain, I love seeing someone in pain. Those sights pleasures me and it even aroused me. Bolts of euphoria run through my veins whenever I see someone suffering. And yes, that maybe the reason why Night is calling me a psychopath. It is also the reason why the head master assigned me to punish rule breakers. It because I enjoy it. Cutting flesh, hearing begging screams, wonderful groans, skinning someone alive, and the thought of them slowly dying inside a big pot of boiling water. Those ideas are the lightest I can do when I think about killing ny subjects.

It's a blood lust.

"Mist will be scared of you if you keep being that way." Night whined as he felt stinging pain from his shoulders. We were sitting inside the headquarter's clinic. Top and Shield are already resting inside their rooms.

I took another torn using a tweezer and heard Night's loud cry again. I smirked. Ghaaaad! This is so fun! I wanted to punish them again sometime, maybe aside from wrapping them with rose veins with torns. . . I could use acidic rose petals to burn their skin. Heh~ such a beautiful and graceful power I have to kill and to make someone suffer. White rose is much more prettier when bloods are staining them. Pink and red rose would definitely look more enticing if bloods are dripping from them.

"Katrix are you listening?" I was cut off from my sweet thoughts when I heard my beloved Night's voice.

I looked at him innocently, "Yes, what were you saying?" I asked.

"I said, Mist would hate you if you keep on being like this!" He shouted.

My brows arched at that, "What do you mean like this?!"

"Oh you know what I fucking mean!" He yelled. I was almost done bandaging his wounds. He looked so scary. "You haven't stop. You still kill those crazy fan girls who can't keep their hands to themselves. It's you! You're the reason behind everyone in our school is afraid to go near MS.N and approach us."

My eyes widened at that. . . I'm not killing their fan girls. They just walk away and leave the school after I made them suffer. I sighed and looked at Night. "I only played with them. . . I'm not killing anyone. And besides, they deserve it!"

"They deserve it? Are you hearing yourself?! You've became a yandere! You beat every girl who steps closer to us." I looked down as Night said those.

"No," I sniffled. "Those girls. . . I've been reading their minds. I'm only protecting you because — because they're planning on either using love potions on you, harrassing, and other dirty stuff."

Night chuckled, "As if mortals can do those to us,"

I saw him smile mischievously from my peripheral, "Just admit it. .   The reason why you hunt our fan girls is because you're jealous." He said.

I felt my cheeks heating up by just hearing that. I glared at him. "Fuck no!"

He snorted, "As if I don't know."

"You have a crush on me." He stated.

"No! I don't!"

"Pfft. . . Really?"

"Yes! I don't have a crush on you! You stupid Night!" I stood up about to leave him alone.

Just then, when I was about to turn my back on him. . . He grabbed ny arm and  forced me to face him. My eyes were wide open as my nose was met by his nose and my lips were tightly pressed with his.

Oh

My

Fucking

God!

Did he just kissed me?!

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