Chapter 186: Darkness doesn’t equal evil
She made it to the coffee shop that was open 24 hours and grabbed a book she’s read before and skimmed it to refresh her memory cover the loose ends. She told the counter woman to lie if anyone, including her comes back and asks if she was hear all day, explained that she had a crazy ex following her around. The barista understood and agreed, she even took dirty cups from the back and handed them to Violet. To place on the table to make it look like she had been sitting in the same spot.
Tucked away in a corner behind the bookshelf, a large window giving view to the busy, evening foot traffic.
She felt the darkness stir in her mind, instantly she her consciousness was dragged back to her mind where she was face to face with the devil himself.
She frowned, ready to put on an act.
"You’re awake." It was more of an annoyed statement than a question.
"Why wouldn’t I be? Thought you could hijack my new body?" He laughed loudly.
Violet flinched inside, but kept everything in check, careful not to react.
"I don’t find it very funny. But then again, I guess I wouldn’t since the jokes at my expense." Violet was walked toward him. "Your turn."
She was acting cold, colder than usual. She didn’t even know she was personally capable of such distant behavior, she didn’t just shock him, she shocked herself.
She’s always been the more complacent type, the people pleaser, but this was different. She was be complacent, she was being conservative. Conserving her effort and energy for when it would matter most.
"Burr, it’s chilly in your head this morning, why so frosty, my queen." The way he dragged at the word queen like she was owned by him now, it gave her the ick.
"Because I don’t like you. Your evil." She snubbed her nose up at him and moved around him.
"I like you, and I like to corrupt the things I like." He sounded a little lustful, and it started to make her uncomfortable.
"I’m married, I’m not a thing and I’m not interested." She couldn’t believe what this guy was doing.
"You think I care? I’m evil. Maybe we can share this body instead of me snuffing you out. If I can destroy everything, before this body gives out, we can die together. I think it sounds like a great idea." His words made her skin crawl.
"I’d rather die." She bit back.
"I don’t think I want that card on the table anyways. Every time I look at you, I see her. and that means your related, if I can’t have the original, I’ll take the next best thing. His grin was sickening. Making her stomach lurch. Swallowing her vomit. She kept pretending she was fine.
"Not in your wildest dreams. My husband is..." Violet began but was interrupted. "You husbands beneath me, he’s nothing, and because he can’t beat me, he can’t take you from me. I live in this head of yours with you. There’s not enough space for him."
"There’s not enough space? Well, you know, your free to leave whenever you want. No one is going to stop you, don’t let the door hit you on the way out." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Ouch, so spicy today. Why are you so spicy today?"
"Because I finally had a you free head and felt like myself again and now your back and I feel angry again." Which was true.
"I like your anger, it tastes delicious." He rebutted.
"I bet my happiness taste better." She defended.
"Happiness tastes like lies and deceit, fake and unfulfilling. But what taste good and is filling. Anger, rage, heartache, grief, and sadness." He was truly an evil man in her eyes.
"Have you always been like this? So spiteful and vindictive? So, mean?" Violet looked back. The goodness in her heart reached out to him.
He never thought about it. "Maybe, I don’t know. Why does it matter?"
"Because people aren’t born evil. They’re made into evil." Violet answered simply.
"Maybe I was, I am after all the DarkChild, the DarkSon, My soul is darkness."
"Yes, but darkness isn’t evil, it’s the other side of light. Light is not inherent goodness, you know. It just means bright, and brightness isn’t always great, is it? Sometimes it can hurt the eyes or cause a migraine.
But darkness, it can heal and help treat those things. Good and evil are thought to be binary, but maybe they aren’t..." Violet let her last words hang in the air.
"You’re speaking nonsense. Go away." Ezelreth didn’t like hearing those words.
Lilith had once said something similar to him, and he thought they could have a life together, rule over a world without mortals.
But he thought wrong, and memories of those words, were now tainted with hate, just like himself.
"Fine." She left, finding a small place in the back of her own mind to try and hide from the man terrorizing her from the inside.
Just as she settled, he changed his mind, "No, come back."
"No thanks." Violet answered.
"If I have to come get you, I’m going to drag you." He growled.
She reluctantly went back to him; he had made a seat and sat watching inside her head like it was a tv. He had turned my mind into whatever domain suited him in the moment.
When she was standing in front of him, he grabbed her and pulled her down on top of his lap.
"That a girl." His voice dripped with lust and desire for the pink haired woman sitting on him now.
Violet pushed off as hard as she could, but her held her firmly in place. She wiggled and shoved wanting to get off him.
When she struggled enough, he let her go, Violet went tumbling to the floor in her mind.
He laughed hysterically at her tumble.
"That was rich."
"I hate you." She growled real low.
"I know."