My whole body is bandaged up, it's kinda hard to move but I can manage, I'm also going home after weeks in the hospital, it's also nearly my 7th birthday! I'm so excited! My dad sitting by my side as the car is heading towards home, my dads arm around my shoulder, rubbing it to keep me comfortable.
"Papa?"
"Yes Demon?"
"What are we going to do when we get home?" I haven't seen mummy or my sisters in weeks, 'what will they think of me? Will they be disgusted of what I look like? Would they still love me for who I am?' The questions were ringing in my head, just like before..
"Well, we are all going to have lunch, then we shall play some games and get along, how does that sound?" My dads voice is so comforting, every time he speaks it makes me smile and so calm, he's the best father I can have.
"Ok Papa" I say papa so much, why? Because his name is JoJo, King JoJo, so I call him Papa, because of the repeated two words in his name. He continues to rub my shoulder and comfort me with stories that he always told, the stories where about the different kingdoms of dragons and there battles, for example the Ice Dragon, my dad said 'The Ice Dragon is extremely powerful, he survived so many wars that he was unbeatable, many say he still lives but I don't believe that, seeing as I was the one who killed him many many years ago, when you grow up you will be the most fantastic king of all time, I can feel it' His quotes kept me happy for six years nearly seven, and they always will do.
November 1st
I've been having nightmares of the incident recently.. we went to the hospital to tell them what's happening so they gave my parents injection equipment so that I can sleep without that memory.. it has to be injected in my throat, why? Because if the nightmare continues I will choke and be in a lot of pain, it's happened a few times before visiting the hospital, but I'm still the happy boy, it's my birthday tomorrow!
I'm jumping about everywhere from excitement, my mum and dad trying to keep me calm and settled otherwise my wounds will open.
"Demon honey calm down, your gonna hurt yourself." My mum always smiles at me, for some reason it didn't feel real this time, maybe that's just me.
"Your mum has already got your presents for tomorrow, so she is taking your sisters to get you some today, ok?"
"Ok papa"
I say goodbye to my sisters and mum excited for when they come back, in the time they are gone me and my father play hide and seek.
"What's taking them so long?" It's been a few hours since they left and my father is getting worried, so am I, 'Are they ok? Is it really busy? Are they getting me a lot of presents?!'
4 hours.
6 hours..
8 hours...
10 hours....
At this point I'm getting incredibly stressed.. 'they have to be ok..'
I can't sleep.. it's gone midnight and my dad is still up.. he seems to be shouting at the guards.. 'Why?..'
The smile.. the smile mum gave me.. the one that didn't feel right.. 'Is this why it didn't feel right?..' I get out of bed and walk to my dad.. starting to tear up, crying.. wishing they where all here..
"You should have protected them!! What do you think Demon will act now?! He's too young to have this done to him! And he's going through enough!"
"I know your majesty but no one could have saved them, it wouldn't have worked if we tried, I'm sorry." 'Is that the head of the guards?.. wasn't he with mummy?..' The questions were flooding in again.. but this time.. they didn't stop.. I ran to my father and hugged his leg tightly crying hard.. he picked me up and kept me close trying to calm me down saying 'Everything will be ok..'
'Everything WILL be ok.'