The Demons Within Me

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My side throbbed again and I groaned softly before getting up and moving to my wardrobe again.

“What’s the matter hun?” Amanda asked, glancing up briefly from the book we were supposed to be reviewing for literature.

“Nothing much.” I said rubbing my side tentatively as I got to my little medicine cupboard. I heard the bedsprings creak as she shifted to look at me better. I pulled out my painkillers and a cream for the bruises and the pain. In an afterthought I grabbed the extra bandages reminding myself to put the one I had on into the wash. I came out and was met by the concern of Amanda.

“I don’t know why you stay here after all this Saige.” her jaw clenched and unclenched “I mean it’s bad enough that you have to deal with Cecilia and her croonies, But why put up with this too?”

“Amanda…” she looked like she was going to cry from my pain.

“No! Saige please… please tell me why you put up with this… I… thought I could ignore it… but, it hurt me to see you in pain…” she looked away trying to steady her breath and I moved to her.

“My mom… she loves him… she can’t leave him even though, he’s like this…” I was hesitant to tell her

“What does this have to do with you Saige? You could leave. Find a new place to live.” a dry laugh left my throat.

“But what would the neighbors think?” I asked imitating my mothers voice almost perfectly.

“What would they think if they saw you like this?” she demanded almost ripping my shirt off to show my bandages. “Saige think.” the tears were overflowing now “You could come over with me. We could live together until we’re out of school.” I looked away from her pale blue eyes shimmering with hurt, concern and pain.

“Amanda…” I wanted to go, I wanted to be with her from that point on, “My dad… would get worse.” I felt a heat in my eyes “He would attack my mom… my brother…” I wiped my eyes “I mean I don’t very much care for my brother, but mom…” the words caught in my throat. She took the brunt of the heat already, and when I got caught in the crossfire… she was always there… I closed my eyes and felt her hands, her oh so gentle hands, caress my cheeks and lift my eyes to hers. “I can’t let her go through this alone…” her concern made me feel something I didn’t feel to often. She took a deep breath

“I don’t want this for you Saige… I know you can find a way out.” I thought back to Melinda’s offer and looked away again. ‘In time…’ she lips came into contact with my cheek and traveled down to my neck. Whispering concern and comfort. ‘I love you so much Amanda.’

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I didn’t expect the exhibition to be as free as it was. It was almost like one of my art classes, though I got the impression from some of the other representatives of the schools that they weren’t used to this kind of freedom. I ended up smiling for most of the four hours we were given to finish a piece of work that included any one of the multiple still-lifes that were set up in the room using any of the media we were taught to use. By the end of the four hours I was practically bouncing while all the others where groaning as they didn’t know which one to draw, thus, they didn’t finish.

“I see a smile.” a voice I didn’t expect to hear said behind me. I whirled around to see Amanda standing behind me “I take it you did well, or at least think you did well.”

“What are you doing here?” I asked still trying to process her presence… not that I was complaining.

“I have my poetry reading in about half an hour.” she replied checking her watch. “But you didn’t answer my question… and how’s you side.”

“Umm… I finished and it’s manageable.” I moved to her and took her into my arms, making sure she was really there and it wasn’t just my wishful thinking. “You were in the bleachers…?”

“Yeah. Sitting among the supporters of the other schools…” she smirked as I let her go “Please tell me you saw me.” I nodded. I had actually thought I was going insane when I happened to glimpse her dark brown hair in the crowd. I bit my lip to try and stop my smile.

My week had been uneventful apart from Monday, which for me meant a good week… though I kept thinking about Melinda’s proposal and the fact that my weeks could possibly get better…

“Earth to Saige.” I jumped “She is back in orbit, where’d you go there?” she asked tilting her head and pulling me to the side of the corridor.

“I was just thinking about some things…” I said blushing.

“You haven’t left me like that in a while. Please don’t start that again…” I nodded

“What were you saying?”

“Well I was wondering if you wanted to come and hear the recitals seeing as you’re free now.” I smiled

“Of course.”

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“And though we grow old with time,

Challenges never forgotten,

Obstacles shattered

Love blossomed,

You will always be there.

Fighting, striving, loving dreaming

This is your passion.

In the throes of despair

The Demons Within.”


When Amanda got off the stage to make way for the next reader I found myself trying to assimilate myself to the words.

“How’d you like it?” she asked sitting next to me.

“I liked it.” I managed, “Do you want to leave now?” she shrugged

“Yeah well, the results to these things are released to the schools so as of this moment we can do whatever we want…” her voice lowered trailed off to insinuate much more than she was saying.

“So… pizza?” I asked before my speech left me. She just smiled.

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“My parents are out.” I said closing the door and reveling in the silence. There was always a peace I felt when my parents, specifically my dad, was not in the house. Instead of going straight to my room, I went into the kitchen and got some drinks for Amanda and myself to go with the pizza.

“So I’ll wait in your room?” she asked popping her head through the door. I nodded handing her the pizza box and telling her to take it up with her. I swear I saw her infamous glint, but she was gone before I had a chance to really see it.

I saw my mom had also stocked up on brownies, and risked taking a few with the drinks and made my way up to my room. I opened the door and set everything down before I looked for her. “Amanda?”

“Bathroom.” her voice sounded muffled behind the door and I smirked as I began to take off my clothes somewhat glad I didn’t have to be in the art room in all my free time, and sad that I had to start going back to classes. I put my shirt in with the clothes to wash and began shuffling through my wardrobe for something else to wear. Her hands tentatively wrapped themselves above my bandages and began tracing patterns on the cloth.

“Shouldn’t you take these off too?”

“You want to take them off?” her hands moved carefully, almost afraid, and began unwrap the cloth from my torso. Her lips connected with my neck sending pleasant shudders of electricity down my body.

“Are you cold?” her tongue licked up to my earlobe and I shook my head, giving her more access in the process. “Then why are you shivering?”

“I think you know why.” my voice came out in a breathy gasp as she went lower. “Manda…” my hand reached up and held her head where it was tickling the hollow between my neck and shoulders. The bandages fell to the floor and she turned me around. I didn’t think past that. My lips simply met hers in a passionate embrace, her hands gently caressing the bruises along my side. I whimpered into her mouth and I felt her smile on my lips before slipping her tongue into my mouth.

The tingle I felt throughout my body seemed to have intensified within moments and I found myself leaning back into my clothes as she continued to ravage my mouth with her tongue. Sometime in the madness I wondered how she got so horny so easily, but stored the question away for another time as she pulled away.

“I don’t want you getting any worse.” she pulled me out of the wardrobe and set me on my bed, and while my mind began to piece itself together again she got the cream and my clean bandages. ‘Damn tease.’ I shook my head and sat up trying to glare at her as she came back to me and squeezed some of the cream into her hands. “I could almost swear you weren’t hurt barely a week ago.” she murmured

“That does tend to happen.” I replied enjoying the sensation of her fingers almost too much.

“How often does he do this?” she shook her head “Never mind, I don’t think I want to know.”

“Melinda offered me a place to stay.”