I sigh, running a hand through my hair.
"(Y/N)? Wanna go outside and play?"  Amaimon pesters, perching on my shoulder.
"Go. To. Hell." I growl.
"But I don't WANNA!!" He whines, jumping off me and shifting normal.
"Go away. I'm. Doing. Homework."
"But I'm BOOOOORED!!!!!"
"Yeah, and I'm trying to fucking do my damn homework, so shut the hell up." I snap, turning around and glaring at him.
  He looks down at me, eyes uninterested. Then he suddenly leans closer, effectively cadging me against the mahogany desk. His nose twitches slightly as he breathes in my scent.
"You're afraid?"
"N-no!" I yelp.
"Yeah you are. I can smell it."
"N-no you can't!! C-cause I-I'm NOT scared!!"
"Yeah you are." He shrugs, pulling away.
"G-go away!" I snap.
"But if I go away, you'll have to leave."
"......"
"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?"
"......."
"Hey!!"
  I turn around, trying to focus on my stupid homework.
"HEY!!!!!" He (literally) screeches.
  I yelp as I'm harshly spun around. Amaimon glares at me, eyes full of rage. My own widen when I feel a grip on my throat. He growls, eyes tinged with red.
"Don't ignore me. I. Don't. Like. Being. Ignored." He hisses.
I freeze, trembling.
'What the HELL is wrong with him?!'
  He glares at me.
"Well?!" He demands.
  I can't even move as his grip tightens around my throat. I gasp for air, desperately needing the sweet, sweet element. He growls threateningly, picking me up.
  I scramble, vainly trying to escape the tightening noose. Suddenly, I'm thrown across the room. I scream in pain as my head rams into the wall. My eyes widen as I gape, unable to scream.
  Slowly, I feel a warm liquid slide down my neck. Instantly, I freeze, animalistic fear gripping my every thought. Amaimon growls darkly.
"Why do you STILL ignore me, knowing you'll get hurt?" He asks suddenly, genuinely confused.
  I can only whimper as he grabs my chin. But, to my surprise, he doesn't kill me. Instead, he sighs and lets go of me. I fearfully open my eyes... And see Amaimon on my bed.
"W-what?...."
"Soooooooo booooooored!!!"
  After a few moments, I realize the danger's passed and roll my eyes.
"Asshat." I mutter, getting up and hurrying to the bathroom.
  Slamming the door behind me, I turn to face myself in the mirror....
  And see absolute hell. A dark necklace-like bruise wraps around my throat, marking where Amaimon tried strangling me.