Twelve

S O L E I L

I moved into my parents' big apartment just as evolution began. I looked around and saw my father and mother talking and laughing while my brother Helius was sitting on the couch with his cell phone in his hand.

They turned around almost in unison and looked at me with smiles.

"Come here, my flower." Dad motioned me to sit next to him, lovingly stroking my head as I sat between him and my mother.

He called me a flower as before. I couldn't hold back my emotions and tears were streaming down my face.

"Baby, why are you crying?" her mother asked anxiously.

"You are gone! I had a very bad dream that you died, and I have lived without you both for a long time," I answered tearfully.

"Don't be silly, Soleil. Your father and mother are here. False dreamer," my brother sneered, and my father glared at him.

As she always said, his mother approached him with a spray gel and tried to spray it on his senses. Helius hates spray gel and that is why his mother threatened him with spray gel. Helius got up before her mother could contact him, and my father and I laughed at her childish behavior.

Suddenly my father grabbed my hand and turned me towards him. "My beautiful flower, even if I die, I will always be with you. Always know that I became that big blue butterfly that always crosses in front of you. I was.

"Don't be afraid of anything, can you promise me?" he asked.

"I promise you, Dad," I replied.

I hugged him tight. "Now open your eyes!" he commanded.

I opened my eyes and the next thing I saw was light. I tried to get myself up and check my position, but I couldn't. My whole body felt like it was on fire and it hurt to my bones.

A searing pain hit my side, and I moved and froze. Not wanting to scream, I moaned in pain.

"Are you awake?" I turned to face the voice and it was Mei. She was sitting in a chair next to the bed I was lying on, with a smile on her face.

"Where am I?" I asked. It was so dry that my voice was hoarse.

"I need water," I said to myself.

As if reading my mind, Mei stood up and poured a glass of water from the pitcher next to my head. The cup had a pink straw in it, and May instructed her to drink it gently.

"Where am I?" I asked again when I had finished my water, and my voice was perfect again.

"You're back in his house, boy," she replied, covering my feet neatly with a blanket.

"His house?"

"Demon's House. Do you want something to eat?" she asked. "How did you get here?" I asked before answering her question. Food was not next for me at this time.

As I was holding back the tears that were about to overflow from the pain in my body, I was reminded of past events.

"I can't answer your question, miss. A demon will be here soon to give you an answer, but until then please stay still until I see a doctor."

"Your body is still healing. Stay there and you'll be fine," she advises, helping me to sit down before leaving the room. Every time I closed my eyes, I could only see the chains wrapped around the hands of the old monster, and every time I opened them, I felt suffocated. I didn't even have the courage to change positions.

Suddenly the door leading to the room I was in opened and someone appeared in sight.

When he came in, my eyes popped out of my sockets and hissed with fear, anger and pain.

"You must hate me that much," Damon continued, sitting on the bed next to me. "Go away, Satan." I glared at him and turned away from him.

"I'm glad you know who I am, Kitty. Next time don't touch me, you may not get lucky the third time."

"You should have killed me instead of sending me there," I answered, gritting my teeth as another lonely tear slipped from my eyes.

"That was my plan, but I realized how cute you were when you were a kitten, so I decided to save you instead of killing you." I should thank you for giving me, otherwise you would have died by his hand." The fact that he came to save me even though he sent me here I was surprised and just gave me one word. A hint of what he did. "Are you kidding? Is my life a joke to you? Why risk my life?" I cried.

For a moment I could see regret in his eyes as if my words had hurt him.

"Game! We don't have time for that. I'm too busy playing games," he replied to me with a wicked grin.

"Fucking devil. 'Fuck you, you made me this puppet that brought me here,'" I cursed him.

"Exactly what I want from you. Fuck you!" he replied, rolling his tongue seductively over the tip of his lips and then touching my cheek.

"Don't touch me," I moaned.

"Not now. Not after the deal I made the other day to save your life." He got up from his bed. "What kind of stupid business are you talking about?" I cried, wanting to know what he was doing.

"Let's say it's me and your brother Helius Smith, right? We have an agreement." My eyes widened when my brother's name suddenly appeared.

"Where is he? Where is my brother?" I cried. "I think I'm still part of his world. As you said before you interrupted me, me and your brother have come to a very solid agreement. In other words, it means that you are now my property."

"My brother would never do such or stupid deals with anyone." Unfortunately for you, he did. "

"I want to speak to him. I must speak to Helius."

"Well then—" As he was about to answer me, there was a knock on the door, Damon opened it, and May entered with a nurse and a doctor.

For a moment I thought I saw the doctor bow his head and greet the demon and the nurse. I was also surprised at how quickly they got here when Ruth was just about to leave the room.

"How are you feeling?" the doctor asked, and I could only nod in a whisper that I was fine. "You shouldn't ask her that. Checking her vitals and wounds is the next priority, doctor," Damon spat.

"I'm here to finish my work, Alpha." The demon glared at the doctor before he could finish.

The doctor coughed and continued, "Demon, I would like to ask her these questions, please."

"My body hurts." I turned to Daemon, who now looked at the doctor with eyes about to rip his head off his neck.

"I'm not in the room with him. Get him out of here," I begged, pointing to Damon.

"Kitty, do you think you can say anything about my existence?" he asked angrily.

"I think Damon should break up. She needs it. If you want her to get well soon, it's best to follow her wishes." Damon approached the doctor and gave him some whispered words. I wasn't interested in what he said, so I didn't want to listen.

But given the look on the doctor's face before Damon walked away, everything he said was bad. "Then, let's regain our health. What do you think, Soleil?"

"That's right, Soleil. My body is tired and hurts."

"For the next few days, just watch your movements and don't stress yourself. I'll prescribe you some painkillers, so I think you'll be fine. Please let me know if you have any complaints or questions," the nurse said. He rammed as he examined my wounds. "May I take your call?" I relaxed.

The doctor and nurse looked at each other and then left without saying a word or responding to my request.