LOVER MONSTER!
45. Impossessed.

Lying on the bed, eyes closed.

Jessica's been doing that for a few hours.

At first glance, Jessica will look like a girl who is sound asleep. However, in reality, the girl's mind was being withering.

All thoughts are mixed in the head, various schemes, memories and voices that go and come. There was nothing specific and significant that she was thinking about, Jessica just let her mind wander over to a variety of different objects.

Among the random mix of things that dyed his head anyway, a pandora box that was residing in his brain slowly opened. Reminds him of old memories that make his forehead shrivel.

No. gabe.

Why did the memories come?

"Jessica!" shouted a woman. She screeched ferociously as she found Jessica - in a different-sized body from her now-grasping doorknob.

The memories come from 17 years ago. When Jessica was 11 years old. Unlike her now who is in a safe and comfortable condition, Jessica in 17 years ago is a girl with a thin body. His cheekbones protruded frighteningly.

17 Years ago, with the woman he called Mom...

"Did you forget what Mom said? You can't come out! What would happen if your father saw you, would you die?" The woman screamed furiously at him. With a loud stomping step, she approached Jessica and jerked her daughter's arm away from the door.

"Hide in your room!"

"But, Mother..." Jessica wanted to escape from there. However, for the umpteenth time, he was dragged back to his room. Jessica, who was only 11 years old at the time, did not know what kind of danger made her mother panic and angry. 

The father who was the source of his mother's fear was not there. The figure has not appeared since the last time the police broke down the door of his house. However, for some reason, his mother's paranoid attitude never subsided.

Jessica, as the only person there, was the victim of a fear that grew savage within her mother.

"Don't get out of here, stay hidden..."

Jessica knows nothing. Even when he had to endure hunger and thirst in a locked closet for days. He almost died a few times.

Dad's never coming back, Jessica wants her mom to understand. However, no words and sounds would ever reach his mother's ears again.

The woman suffered. Years of living as a victim of domestic violence and near death at the hands of the man he loves, drive him mad.

Even when that bastard man walked out of his life, the terror stayed ingrained in his body. Ruin it.

At the age of 13, when Jessica was slowly growing up, when she had to make tough decisions in her life, was the day Jessica ended up in a juvenile prison.

Jessica Cerise as the suspect...

"Haaaaaaa~" In one breath, Jessica wakes up. He opened his eyes, breathing tired. It was as if he had been chased by a thousand bulls.

Jessica rubbed her face, trying to sweep away all the thoughts that were dirtying her mind. It took some time for Jessica to be able to relieve the pounding of her racing heart, she managed to catch her breath while stomping her pained head.

"Huh, forget it, idiot!" Jessica warned herself. "Everything's gone, you didn't do anything wrong."

Right, there are no mistakes in trying to fight for life.

Everything is different now. She's doing just fine. He didn't need to be immersed in his black past.

"What time is it..." After easing a little of her raging emotions, Jessica also glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand. It's half an hour a night. He's been lying there for two hours.

"Where is Demian?"

As Jessica recalled, the man sent her a message not to go to bed early. He said he'd come and bring pizza. Jessica lies down to wait for Demian's arrival before her thoughts lead her to hell.

Glanced left and right at the room, at the quiet bathroom and kitchen set. There was no sign of Demian being in that room. Jessica looked up at the balcony. There, behind a thin white curtain hanging over the glass wall, Demian's silhouette was seen outside.

Jessica approached the man.

"Why don't you come in?" jessica asked, she stepped on the floor of the balcony barefoot. 

On the balcony, the smell of smoke from Demian's cigarette was strong. Jessica's nose spontaneously frowned as the sour scent pierced her nose and left an unpleasant impression.

"I thought you were sleeping, not wanting to wake you up with my arrival." Demian. Realizing that Jessica was not very happy about her cigarette smoke, Demian ended her smoking session while shaking off the remaining smoke away from Jessica.

"I just found out you can understand" Jessica pretended she had to. "If only you were so..."

"There is a great price to pay for my care" Demian sneered. He then picked up the pizza from the table and thrust it towards Jessica. "Because I've brought you pizza, it's your turn to make me coffee."

Jessica received the pizza box with a sneer.

"So, since when did you come?"

Continuing their conversation inside, Jessica sauntered in her room and placed the pizza on the table facing the sofa. Demian was behind Jessica and took off her leather jacket.

Speaking of Demian's leather jacket, it looks like it's a new jacket. Jessica rarely saw Demian wearing an exterior other than a flannel shirt and a black jacket.

"I came in half an hour ago" Demian said. She followed Jessica into the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" jessica asked, she took two glasses from the cabinet, thinking Demian wanted something from there too.

"I charged a fee for my care just now."

"Huh?"

Before Jessica digested Demian's speech, Demian gave her clarity of the meaning of her speech by action. She scooped up Jessica's hips and gave the girl a kiss on her lips. Jessica gasps. His grip on the glass stalk became increasingly tight. He was afraid that he would drop the glass in surprise.

Demian on the other hand, rubbed Jessica's back with her left hand. Groped the slender waist that hid inside the loose red shirt. While her hand pressed Jessica further and closer to her chest, her tongue crept across Jessica's open lips. Stole all the sweetness from the strawberry syrup Jessica ate last night.

"Mmmm..." Jessica squirms in Demian's arms, wanting to be free and free. Fortunately, understanding the meaning of Jessica's reaction, Demian loosened her arms. But that doesn't mean he just released Jessica.

"I thought you wanted coffee?"

"I want coffee."

Jessica looked at Demian full of irritation. "You think I can make coffee if you stick to me like this?"

"No!" Jessica forced herself to move despite Demian still clutching her waist like a baby koala. He headed for the coffee machine while refraining from reacting to the rain of kisses Demian was giving on his shoulders right now.

Damn, damn, damn. The man weakens the faith.

"Demians..." Jessica shuddered when once again, Demian bit her shoulder and gave a strong suction on her nape.

"Are you a vampire?"

"If you're sweet-blooded, I won't hesitate to eat you."

One elbow landed on Demian's stomach. "Far away, idiot!"

Jessica didn't like Demian's dreadful words. Not that it's disgusting and cheap. It's just that Jessica doesn't feel like she has a strong enough heart to accept the man's sweet greeting full of sugar and honey. He could be diabetic.

"You can't be romantic at all, can you?" Demian grimaced mehanan pain. Because she did not shift during Jessica's first warning, she received a second elbow from Jessica.

 The girl always used violence to hide her embarrassment. It was as if the flushed face and ears were invisible.

Demian smiled as she looked at Jessica's back through it. Despite receiving pain from Jessica's elbow and pinch, Demian-how-ever-loving the reaction the girl showed her. She looked even more adorable that way, like a shy cat.

Following Jessica who was now sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Demian then picked up a slice of pizza at the table.

"Are you not afraid of dinner?" Demian teases Jessica on one thing she knows most women fear. Angela is one of them, one of the people who is afraid of dinner.

"Why?" ask Jessica. She knew the basis of Demian's question, which Jessica didn't know was the reason Demian cared.

"You know, weight problems and all that stuff. Rumor is, you could be the fat lady in Harry Potter if you had dinner."

Jessica throbbing. "I know my weight can go up if I have dinner, which I'm asking you why you care?"

Demian slicked his shoulders. Maybe because Angela cares?

"I'm just curious, because it seems like it's a pretty big issue in most women."

"Well..." Jessica was calm. "I didn't think much of it."

"Why? Is it because you're the type of woman who's 'unlike most women', women like that?" Demian did not want to stop teasing Jessica. He was happy to see the irritated reaction that was spreading on the girl's face as she was busy chewing. He's like a ground squirrel.

"Demian.., I'm eating right now.., don't make me vomit on your face." Jessica gave a warning. "After all, just because I don't think about my diet doesn't mean I'm 'Unlike any other girl'. I just don't care, okay?"

"Why?"

"Why what?" Jessica breathed a tired breath.

"I just wonder why you don't care." Demian dragged on the topic in order to prolong Jessica's annoyance. Demian's smile puffed up mischievously when once again, Jessica looked at him still.

"You want to know why?" Jessica looked at Demian, this time with quite seriousness.

"..."

"Because I have not eaten for days, days in silence. I made a promise to myself that if one day I could be free from that deadly confinement, I would eat whatever I wanted to eat, anytime, anywhere."

"..."

"..."

For the few seconds that were exceeded, no words came out of Demian's lips after Jessica responded to his remark. He is caught in a dilemma about the truth of Jessica's words. Is he joking, or telling the truth? Demian couldn't make a difference at all.

"Ahahahahaha.." until finally Jessica's laughter came out in the air. Greet Demian's ears with a witty tone. "Why are you freezing?"

"..."

"Do you think I'm serious?" Jessica laughed at Demian while not paying more attention to Demian's dark bead that probed the curious. That guy's hard to play with, sucks.

"By the way," Jessica said later, she changed the topic. "What's with the bruise on your cheek?"

"Huh?" Demian slightly flinched as soon as Jessica's delicate finger touched the corner of her lips. The shade in Jessica's pair of emerald mingled with faint worries.

"Is it really painful?" Jessica thought Demian's startled reaction came from her touch that created pain there.

"No, it's fine." Demian was calm again.

Honestly speaking, the marks of the blow that Demian received the other day left no pain at all. Demian did not even notice that there was a bruise on his face. Demian flinched just because Jessica suddenly touched him. The girl, in some time, managed to leave Demian stunned.

Maybe because Demian didn't think Jessica would touch him first, especially all of a sudden.

Demian's heart was pounding twice as fast as before. The shock he felt had definitely affected his heart's performance by now. Seriously, Demian did not expect he would end up panicking and nervous by a little care.

What the fuck is with his body's reaction now?

Why did the Jessica in front of him look so bright than the colors around him? It was as if he was emitting light.

"You should pay attention to your health. Even though this doesn't hurt for you, the person who sees you and cares for you will definitely feel the pain of seeing you hurt." Jessica gave her sincere advice there.

Every word that came out of his mouth, Demian responded with a puzzling silence. Jessica was confused towards Demian who did not mock her and took her words lightly.

The man listened to her, so carefully. So terlena.

"Demians?" Jessica flicked her finger in front of Demian's face. He woke up the man who was still at home looking at him with gentleness. "Are you possessed by something?"

Demian heard Jessica's question and smiled stiffly.

That's the right question, is he being possessed by something?

Why is his heart beating?

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