Never again. Never again would I let him touch me. Never again would I let him hurt me. Bruise me, scar me, or maim me. Never again would I let him break my heart.
My friends, they would always warn me, they would always tell me he was no good. They told me he would be the death of me, he would destroy me. They said I was nothing more to him than a little play thing. He had had many before me and he would have many after. I always wondered why they would tell me something so awful, some thing so untrue. I thought they were my enemy, when really it was always him.
He whispered to me, late at night. Whispered tales of love, of happiness. He would hold me as I cried, he would listen to my fears, he was all I ever wanted.
"Don't worry Ace, I wont let anyone hurt you, never."
Then there was the demon. When he first showed it to me, I thought it was fine, maybe it would be fun. That was before I found out. Before I knew.
He came home one night and he had it. The demon. It made everything worse. He would have it, and then he would beat me. He would fuck me, and beat me until I bled. He would laugh at my tears and stain my sheets. When I begged him not to leave me he just walked out, and he took the demon with him.
The next day he called. He apologized to me, said he would make it all better, he would never do it again. I told him I never wanted to see the demon again. He promised. He promised me, and I believed him. I believed him the next time it happened. And the next, and the next, and the next.
One day he brought not only the demon, he brought his friends. He said they wanted to play a little game. He tried to catch me, tie me down, but I was too fast for him. He had the demon, he wasn't himself.
I ran until I got to my friends house, and he welcomed me in. He never asked questions, he never made me feel insecure, he just held me close and let me soak his shirt with my tears. I told him he was right, they were all right, my friends were. He never gloated, he never laughed, he just kissed my eyelids and told me to sleep. He told me things would all be better in the morning.
I heard from someone my boyfriend had been beaten half to death. I heard that they didn't know who had done it, but a lot of people said he had it coming to him. I used to be afraid to sleep at night, afraid he would come to get me, but then I remembered I have my guardian angel watching over me.
Jason says that he always knew I would find him. He said that he could be patient, he says he would have waited till the end of the world if that was what it took. He said he'd been waiting for me, all the time, and I believed him.
He whispers to me, late at night. Whispers tales of love, of happiness. He holds me as I cry, he listens to my fears, he's all I'll ever want.
"Don't worry Ace, I wont let anyone hurt you, never."
Written for Prompt number 11 - Demon