Flash Story: My Wicked Demon

FLASH STORY: My Wicked Demon

As she did every night, she offered of a short prayer before laying down to sleep. For night was not to be trusted. Only in the darkness did he come to her. Even in her own room, in her own bed, nowhere was safe. The soft tug at her mind offered warning, calling out "There is no escape. I come for you."

A whimper slipped out between barely parted lips. He would come. Nothing could stop him.

Sometimes drink helped, but other times it seemed to weaken her will against him, tightening his grip ever more quickly. The doctor had left drugs but they did little to stop the nightmare. Still she took a dose. More than Doc said. Less than would help.

Clothing burned harshly against her skin. Naked, she curled beneath her blankets and fought to ignore the slow throb that echoed through her body. This was how it started. A quiet ache that bloomed slowly into a thundering blinding agony beyond her control. She knew the rhythm well. Like an old adversary, the familiarity had bred acceptance. Never would she be free.

"How long has it been little one?" His voice rumbled across her mind, but she huddled silently. "You cannot ignore me any more than water can ignore heat from the sun's rays. You and I are together in every moment. You don't exist without me. Your every cell belongs to me."

It wasn't true. She wouldn't let him work his spell. This time, this time she would be strong enough. This time he would fail and she would be free.

"Why would you want to be free. I know you secretly thrill at my caress. That ache is too sweet to forgo."

Not true. But even with her eyes pinched shut in the dark and the lie circling her mind... the dull throb deepened. The silence roared with the sound of her heartbeat. Each crashing rush of blood shuddered through her, leaving behind waves of pain. But a pain so low and deep and dark... but familiar. Yes, he had her in his fierce grip. Her demon held her imprisoned and at least for now, for this night, there would be no escape.

Enclosed in blinding bright darkness. Encased in painfully echoing silence.

Never-ending in his arms. My own demon.

MyGrayne

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Shannon
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