"Are.. are you kidding me! So what you're saying is actually true? You're actually a demon." My eyes widen, shocked at this revelation though I still have doubts in my mind about this guy. He could have just paid all of that nurse and guards to pretend that they don't see him make me look like the crazy one. "Just who are you anyway! What do you want from me!" I shouted at him, throwing my pillow.
"Easy girl!" He dodges the pillow I threw at him "Geez. You're rather proactive for someone that's bedridden and has a heart condition." He chuckled as if he's enjoying this situation right now.
"HOW would I not be when there's a literal creeper in my room right now! Get out!" I grabbed another one of my pillows and threw it at him but he just dodged and snickered a little.
"Creeper?! How dare you! A lot of women fall head over heels when they see me! How dare you call me a creeper!" He jokingly shouted at me, making me stare directly at his face.
"Ya. Well if those girls are just a bunch of bitches in heat then maybe yes. Otherwise, if they had a properly working brain and a functioning set of eyes then maybe they'll pick someone else." I scoffed off at him, making him frown in the corner.
Though honestly, he is kind of good-looking. He has the looks, if he tries to be an actor, he'll for sure be accepted right away just for looking like that. I'm just not really interested in devilishly handsome guys like him. I prefer softer and cute guys.
"You have such a foul mouth, you know getting angry is bad for the face right?" He continued to joke around, prancing around blissfully like my room was his personal playground.
"Well like I'd care about my face. For your information, I'm about to die in a year or so, I don't really give a shit about that at this point." I rolled my eyes at him.
"Are you just naturally crusty or does staying here for a few months made you forget about basic manners or something?" The man in the suit who claims to be a demon raised his eyebrow at me. As if he's trying to scold me or something.
"Both. Also, it's not of your business how I act. No point in trying to be nice when I'm a lost cause anyway" I paused for a moment, readying myself to shout. "AND DON'T GO TRYING TO TEACH ME ABOUT MANNERS WHEN YOU'RE THE ONE THAT'S ENTERING MY ROOM WITHOUT PERMISSION LIKE A CREEPER!"
"I didn't enter your room you dumbo." The man then pointed over at the pendant. "I was summoned by the pendant. I was actually living inside it so peacefully until your negative energy awoke me when you threw me in the door. You really love throwing things don't you?"
WHA? So he's saying that he's from the pendant? Like some kind of genie in a pendant?
"Yes. I am sort of something like that." He then answers me, without me even talking.
What the fuck? He can-
"Yes. I can hear what you're saying in your mind. You said I was like a genie so I responded but I guess I'm not exactly a genie since I'm not really in a bottle or a lamp." He grinned a little and then sat down on the chair and fiddled with his hands.
"Okay then... does Mr. Genie have a name or what?" I interrogated him more about his identity but keeping a keen eye on him if he tries something funny. This can just be some sort of prankster that's trying to pull a prank or something.
"My name is Zecaru. I am a demon from the spirit realm. It's nice to meet you!" He comes closer, offering to shake my hands. As he offered it, I just slapped it off, declining it. His shoulders lift up before coming back to his seat.
"Rude. You didn't even bother to shake my hand. I was trying to be nice to you, you know!" He pouted in a comical way, making it obvious that he's just trying to tease me or piss me off or whatever.
"If I heard that a demon from hell is here. Of course, I'm not going to shake their hands. They might curse me or something since you're probably related to satan or something right?" I told him off, making his carefree smile turn into a pitiful scowl.
"Is your heart just not the thing with the problem? Do your ears have a problem too? I clearly told you that I'm from the spirit realm. Not from hell. Also, you seem to be referring to devils. They are the ones who follow satan as you tell." He responded nonchalantly which didn't really help make my guard down around him.
"So let me get this straight. You're inside of this pendant that the candy striper gave me and when I threw it. You somehow appeared here because of my emotions or whatever?" I told him a quick summary of what I think is happening right now.
"Right on! I feed off negative emotions. I wasn't able to go out because I didn't have enough negative emotions to feed on. Everyone was just so happy that it made me cease to exist." He placed his hand on the side of his cheek and made a duck face.
Great... this is honestly sad in a way. I had that much self-loathing to summon a demon that feeds on negative emotions?! That is really MESSED up. Too messed up ever for me. I expected better from me but I guess I can't expect that.
"So you're just going to stay in my room now since you were summoned or something?" I asked him.
"No silly! I have something I can do. Actually, there's a reason why I'm here in your room right now." He smiled maliciously.