In love with the enemy (Chap 2)

I turned over dreaming about… angels? ‘Ugh.’ I thought in my sleep. ‘This is a nightmare’. I was in front of an angel. She was talking to me urgently but I couldn’t hear what she was saying. I thought, ‘good thing, too. Probably just some gibberish about how I can’t turn my life around now that I have chosen the path of a demon… I shook my head. ‘Why would I WANT to be some stupid angel? I LIKE being a demon. Angels are all goody two shoes.


I finished thinking. I turned over again, disgusted, and woke up. I saw Sasha, my arch nemesis. I jumped up. I was in blue shorts with a white stripe down the side, and a black undershirt. “What are you doing here?” I asked in my gruff but soft voice.


I saw her long white… blonde… or very blondish-white hair. It absorbed me in a trance somehow. It felt like hours, but it was only 2 minutes, from a glance at my watch, that I broke free of the mesmerizing trance. I shook my head at the thought that came to my head, ‘She is so… beautiful!’ I thought again, not looking the better side of me win. I looked at her again. “Why are you here?” He asked again. “I don’t like waking up to be face to face with a goody two shoe. Why are you here? What do you want… wait a minute…” He grinned. “You’re here to kill me, aren’t you? Sasha, why not quit. I am ALWAYS going to get away from you. Why not drop it? It isn’t like your going to WIN, anyway…. Do you REALLY think you could kill me? I mean, ACTUALLY kill me? Not some gash on my arm that would heal in a few short hours or days? Come on, REALLY think about it. Seriously.” I asked, genuinely curious with the oncoming retort. Even so, I braced myself for any attack. I took a side long glance at my Samurai sword, leaning against my bedpost. 'Maybe... if I jumped to the other side of the bed... grabbed it... swing back... Instead of my arm, my sword would connect with those wretched dagger things...' I thought.