How many times do I HAVE to say it??

I. AM. NOT. EVIL.

But it seems like EVERY time I show up and TRY to be nice to the other egos, they scream and tell me to go the fuck away. Ignorant bastards.

Look, I am the oldest ego. I've been here the longest, even though I didn't show myself first. I've been here for years. Waiting for the right time to strike.

Well, maybe "strike" is the wrong word. I just wanted to introduce myself.

But ever since the other egos met me, since I'm a demon, they just automatically assume that I'm out to kill everyone and everything! All because I wanted some Halloween fun.

Have the others ever heard of the concept of Halloween? You know, the scary time of year? All I was trying to do was pull a harmless prank! I never actually hurt Jack. Not once.

No, not even when he slit his throat. That was just a bit of harmless magic. It didn't actually hurt him. He didn't feel a thing.

Anyway, even before that I tried to be nice to them. I look different, yes. I have a slit throat with blood oozing from it, and I'm twitchy and one of my eyes is nothing but pitch blackness, but I didn't act harmful.

In fact, I walked up to this one guy, Chase, and simply said hello. I even genuinely, not creepily, smiled! But no, he screamed like a little bitch and told his little friends about me.

Despite me not harming any of them even ONCE for the entire two years that we've known one another, they still refuse to talk to me.

Let me show you an example, shall I?

The other day I was harmlessly hanging out by the pool. It was a hot day so I decided to just hang my feet in the water, on my phone while listening to the shenanigans going on elsewhere. The neighbours were talking about someone in their family getting arrested for brutally murdering their wife or something? I'm not too sure.

As you can probably tell, I was not causing any disturbances. (If you know that, congratulations. You're already smarter than those dumbasses.) I wasn't wanted in the house anyway so I couldn't, even if I wanted to. They think that they can kill me if I ever try to harm them, but I'm pretty damn strong. They're narcissistic, so they don't think that I'm very strong. When in reality, I'm the strongest out of all of them. If I really wanted, I could stab all of them and slit their throats before they even have time to react. But since I try to love them, I don't.

I'm getting off track here, anyway, while I was texting my best friend, Dark, (and honestly we're both just getting used to the whole technology thing, since we're demons and all and haven't touched a phone a day in our lives), Henrik walks by. You probably know him, the German dude who's also a doctor. Despite what you may think, no, he doesn't always wear that doctor's outfit all of the time. He actually wears sweatpants and baggy shirts or sweaters most of the time.

So he comes outside, COMPLETELY oblivious to my presence. I heard him, but since he absolutely hates my guts, I ignored him and continued texting Dark and doing other.. Things... That you do on a cellphone.

After a few minutes of him doing some random shit behind me, I hear a faint groan mixed with a sigh, followed by heavy footsteps progressively getting closer to me.

"What are you doing here, Anti?" He spoke as he stopped behind me. I could almost feel the sass he was about to give me.

"What do you want?" I sighed, avoiding the question with another question. "Are you here to slander me?"

"You want me to pity you, huh?" I could almost feel him rolling his eyes. "You're acting all sad and lonely so that I'll feel bad for you and trust you. Then you'll just turn around and stab me in the back. Literally. You can't fool me, you unwanted imbecile."

That made me fucking lose it. He hasn't even really talked to me! How could he assume something like that?!

I gritted my teeth and shoved my phone into my jean pocket, harshly kicking my feet out of the water and stood up quickly, splashing water everywhere. I then turned to him and crossed my arms, narrowing my eyes at him.

"How can you make assumptions like that? Have you ever once sat down and had an actual conversation with me? The answer is no, you haven't. You know why you haven't? Because you just assume that I'm some maniac that follows the stereotypical demon description! You have an absolutely terrible mentality, considering you're one of Jack's egos. Jack is literally the most friendly person on planet earth, I don't understand why his egos are such narcissistic assholes," I ran my mouth, watching as his eye widened at my sass. "If you actually took the time to actually get to know me, instead of just judging me by my appearance, maybe you'd know the true me!" I finished ranting, out of breath from speaking a little too quickly.

He was stunned. He stood staring at me with wide eyes and his mouth hanging open slightly.

"Now, are you done spreading fucking lies about me?" I asked, clearly very annoyed.

Again, he stayed silent. "A-Anti I..." Was all that could come out of his feeble mouth.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." I nodded at him before pushing past him, heading back into the house.

So, that should give you a general idea of how much I'm hated and unwanted in this household.

I mean, I'm always pushed aside and they're always trying to avoid me! Every time I walk into a room, if ANY of them are in there, they'll yell and either run away or tell me to fuck off. Except for Chase. He starts shaking and crying and pleading for me not to hurt him. Spoiler alert, I never have.

I mean, who would even hate me, anyway? I'm fun, loving, caring, friendly, and-

"Anti?!"

Oh, fuck.

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Heyooo, so looks like my last part didn't do so well. Oh well.

Hey, do you wanna hear a fun story?

On Sunday, it was Canada Day. There was a celebration going on so my parents and I went. But oh, it was 44°C (111°F). To make a long story short, I almost passed out and almost ended up in the hospital because of heat exhaustion.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this imagine! (And its cliffhanger ;))