It had been quite a few weeks since I had encountered that monster or whatever he was.

Despite the fear that still lingered within me, I found Brendon extremeley intruiging.

I stepped into the coffee shop this morning after unlocking the rickety door. Today I opened alone so I was sure to deal with the work rush very soon.

I set up my stations so that everything would flow perfectly. Spencer doesn't come in till 10 and it was currently 5:30am so I was going to be alone for quite a while.

I hate working the morning shifts alone but the girl who usually does the morning shift today is sick and they need me. So of course I said yes to coming in half an hour before 6 to open the shop on my day off.

I grunted as I pulled chairs off of tables and put everything I needed out on the counters. As soon as 6 rolled along, a few people dwindled in and I was perfectly set up.

I served people for about 4 hours straight before the rush had finally calmed down and Spencer came in.

I took my break and came back out to a seemingly empty coffee shop.

Only four more hours Dal, you can do this.

I stepped up to the cash register and input my ID right before a new person came in to order coffee.

" Black coffee please " a man said.

I hadn't looked up from my register but I already knew it was him.

" Of course sir " I forced out.

I told Spencer the order and finally dared to look up at the monster. He simply smiled sinisterly at me and walked over to the coffee bar area.

He found a seat facing me and stared directly at me as I served other customers.

My body was covered in goosebumps as he stared into the deepest corners of my soul.

I felt like Brendon was stripping layers of paint off of my skin and trying to find my hidden secrets, my hardships, my pain and my happiness.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as Brendon recieved his order from Spenc and began to sip it gingerly from his seat, all the while still boring his eyes into me. His brooding stare sent shivers down my spine and his piercing eyes worried holes into my skin.

I continued to serve customers but I could still feel Brendon's eyes following my every move. Finally, as my shift came to a clse and Brendon was still there even after I had clocked out, I approached him.

" Why can't you just leave me alone? " I asked the thing still siting at the brealfast bar.

He, it, sighed and stood.

" I refuse to talk about this here. No need to out my identity to everyone now dear, " he murmured with a slight smirk.

A shudder of discomfort slid down my spine at his endearing words.

Despote my heavy chest and shaking legs, I followed the creature out of the coffee shop. He began to walk to my house which just made more uncomfortable.

" Okay so...spill, " I said casually, trying to hide the shakey tone in my voice.

The thing chuckled, if you could even call it that. It was almost like a throaty growl hidden by a laugh.

" Well as you have probably assumed, I'm not human. "

" Got it, " I replied.

" Have you guessed what I am yet? " he asked, a sinister grin playing on his lips and a twinkle in his eye.

I shuddered and whispered, almost incoherently, " You're a demon aren't you? "

Brendon's grin faltered slightly.

" So I've got a smart one on my hands I see. "

He stopped at the entrance to my apartment building and entered. The main lobby was eerily silent for a late afternoon. Nonetheless I continued to follow Brendon to my apartment.

" Yes I am a demon," He finally replied when I had unlocked my door and we stepped into my empty apartment.

Why am I letting him into my home? Oh whatever.

" Why are you so interested in me, " I blurted out before I could stop myself.

Brendon stared at me sort of taken aback, his mouth fallen open slightly at my abruptness and his body frozen in surprise.

" Well I...want to uh...kill you? I don't know it's my job, " he growled the last part, seemingly trying to convince himself more than he was trying to convince me.

" You don't seem to sure about yourself..." I replied, gaining some confidence as I saw Brendon's face morph into one of confusion and anger.

" I am! "

" Why would you tell me you where trying to kill me? Why wouldn't you just kill me? " I continued to question curiously.

I wasn't sure where my bout of curiosity had come from but it seemed to be surprising Brendon as much as it was surprising me.

" Stop asking questions! " Brendon yelled.

All of a sudden it was as if my voice had been taken away. I tried to gasp but not a sound escaped my throat.

Brendon sighed and brushed imaginary dirt off his seemingly normal clothing.

" That's better! Now love why don't you just stand still so I can tear your throat out! " Brendon almost squealed excitedly.

I bared my teeth angrily at the shorter man and backed away into a corner.

" Ooo scary! You could actually be a pretty good demon baby boy, " he murmured as he approached me.

His hand gripped my chin and he pressed his body flush against mine. Fuck why does he have to be so pretty.

" Now hold still, " he whispered softly.

I closed my eyes and felt tears slip down my cheeks. After a few seconds I felt a sharp pain but it was gone within seconds.

I didn't want to open my eyes. I didn't even know if I could open my eyes.

What if I'm dead? I'll never get to see Spencer again. Everyone will wonder what happened to me.

Will my sister Elle think i killed myself? What if my brother Jordan cries?

Finally I opened my eyes.

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Hey all!! Sorry for not updating in literally weeks ( more like weekes am i right? [ you have permission to kill me after that joke ])

ANYWAYS!!

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