I walk to the edge of town in my better-looking clothes. I see him buy the river. He was smoking. He has an unhealthy addiction to those things. I've analyzed them and many of them are toxic. He'll be fine. I think. He seems to have a different autonomy.

"It's been a while." I say.

"I've missed you baby." He puffs smoke in my face. 

He wraps his arms around me. He smiles at me.

"I heard your father got free, and you've given up your evil." He said.

"Uh well, it wasn't me." I say.

He slaps me hard. Really hard. I stumble into the ground. I look at him with eyes wide and shocked. 

"I fucking told you what you needed to do. Now your fucking backing out? I don't think so." He said walking toward me.

That was out of nowhere. I grip my fists. My head was spinning. 

"I'm sorry." I say.

He picks me up. His eyes look like poisonous snakes just waiting to bite me. He squeezes my face inwards.

"Never forget this. You sighed the contract. You belong to me and slip up like this again. I'll fuck you until you beg for death." He whispered in my ear.