"I love you," he whispered to me, resting his arm around my waist.

Lies.

"I love you too," I murmur back, moving closer to him and letting my feet dangle off the branch.

Why was I so stupid?

"He's hot," I heard him murmur, staring at the cashier. Elbowing him slightly, I bit my lip.
That cashier was not hot.

He was just so gorgeous... And so sweet, at first...

"Er, what's your name?"
"Jerome," the cashier smiled, dropping a quick wink.
Mitch acted as if I wasn't there, probably forgetting.

Then he was cruel...

"Who are you texting?" I ask, leaning on his shoulder from behind, trying to catch a glance.
"No one..."
His phone screen shuttered, turning black.

He started to drift away.

"When he has to start deleting texts, it's cheating," Seto told me, taking the spellbook from me.

Why did I let him catch my eye, again and again?

"Just one more spell!"
Seto sighed, giving up the book. I took it from him hastily, flipping to a chapter on necromancy.

I gave him chance after chance...

He had been too late. I'd already seen the text, already knew when and where he was going to be on Saturday night...
And who he was going to be with.

And he kept "forgetting."

I crept through the graveyard, trying to make minimal sounds. The dead would be angry enough.

He dug himself into this hole.

Whispering the words, picturing them rising, I cast my spell. When clawed hands started to dig through, I ordered them.
"The carnival! The lights! The wheel!"

He and Jerome...

And then I transformed, using another spell. Seto had strictly forbidden this one because of it's power, but I was never one to listen.

I guess you could call me insane.

I unfolded my wings, taking to the air and watching the chaos unfold, watching as the new, lying couple scrambled away from the destruction.

But watching the blood roll down my claws...

I knew Mitch. I knew he would take to the skies.

I knew I'd served justice.

I attacked when they were vunerable. I think Mitch hallucinated. He didn't see me as he should; he just saw the monster I'd partially taken form of.

It was the right thing, wasn't it?

Jerome knew it was me. I saw it in his eyes as the life left them.

Mmm... I suppose so.

I caused so much trouble for them...

I was done.

I am done.

The spell was irreversible.

I am still what I was then.

My name will change.

My name changed then...

Enderlox.