The Fallen Demon and His Lost Enchanted Mate

Chapter Eleven... The Garden Part Three

*Following Summer*

I was so excited to get out of school today because summer break began. I wanted to go and meet my friend Asmodeus and listen to his stories. Sometimes even though it scared me, I felt like something huge was meant for him. He never talked about it and anytime I would hint at it, he would find ways to avoid the question.

He was definitely a force to reckon with. His anger was terrifying, but all I had to do was place my hand on his shoulder or stand in front of him and he would instantly calm down. I looked into several books at the library about fallen angels, but they never gave me any of the information I needed. My parents didn't believe in giving me electronics so I had to rely on my own instincts.

My friend Liam had a phone, but I wasn't completely sure I could trust him with my secret. I had a feeling he wouldn't understand and would immediately tell my parents because he would think I was in danger, but I wasn't in danger with Asmodeus.

He was the gentlest demon I had the pleasure of knowing. He was very protective of me and that made me feel safe. I knew he loved him to an extent, but he never said it to me. I knew he wouldn't say it to me because I was technically a child still. Well, actually, I was a teenager now, but still. I had just turned thirteen a couple of weeks ago.

He would never do something like that. He was not a pervert or a sick creature. He cared for me, but I would wait forever for him if that's what I had to do. I loved Asmodeus a lot.

I never told him, because I figured he would tell me the same thing everyone else did. "You're just a child", "You don't know what you want yet", or my favorite one, "You are still young, live your life, and don't rush into something you have no idea about."

Yes, I was young, but something deep inside my heart and soul told me that Asmodeus was someone very special to me and my life. I felt like he was so much more than he even realized.

I kept all of that to myself though. It was hard sometimes, but I was strong enough to handle it. I was an independent woman. I chuckled just thinking that I was all grown up when I still had several years to go.

Once the bell rang I leaped out of my chair and ran outside, but stopped dead in my tracks when I noticed my parents waiting for me.

Shoot!

Now how was I supposed to sneak away? I huffed with annoyance and forced a smile on my face. Don't get me wrong I love spending time with my parents, but I wanted to go see my Demon. I knew he was waiting for me because I told him that when I got out of school for summer break I would be there to visit him and spend the day with him, but now that was impossible.

Why were my parents here anyways? They never came to pick me up after school. I always walked home or through town for several hours before I would head home. Something had to of happened for them to come here. My stomach clenched in fear that they had found out my secret.

"Maw? Da? Is everything a'richt? Something ill didnae happen, did it?" I asked cautiously as I strolled over towards them hesitantly.

(Translation: "Mom? Dad? Is everything alright? Something bad didn't happen, did it?")

They shook their heads and just smiled warmly. "Na, princess. Na ill haes happened. We juist wantae spend th' day wi' ye. Is that a kinch?" my dad said softly.

(Translation: No, princess. No bad has happened. We just want to spend the day with you. Is that a problem?"

I just shook my head softly and embraced my father and mother. I didn't want him or my mum to feel bad. "Na, thare is na kinch. Ah wid loue tae spend th' day wi' ye baith." I said with a smile. (Translation: No, there is no problem. I would love to spend the day with you both.")

I still didn't feel right about this, because my parents never did anything out of routine. Something had to of triggered them to change their routine.

I waved to my friends and climbed into the back of our family car. My dad headed towards town. My mum seemed to be lost in thought when she snapped her eyes at me suddenly, "Sae, Mrs. Ferguson mentioned ye hae bin in th' library a lot mair lately. She mentioned that ye hae bin studying up oan fallen angels 'n' demons. Is thare a specific reason that ye hae suddenly grown an interest in sic sinful hings?" my mum said with a cold tone. (Translation: "So, Mrs. Ferguson mentioned you have been in the library a lot more lately. She mentioned that you have been studying up on fallen angels and demons. Is there a specific reason that you have suddenly grown an interest in such sinful things?")

I was taken aback for a moment at the coldness in her voice. She was not a cold person. She was sweet. My dad looked at her and then at me and frowned. "Darlin', ye cannae ask in sic a wey. Please let me blether tae oor princess whin we git hame. A'm sure thare is a reasonable explanation." my father said with a stern yet soft tone. (Translation: Darling, you can not ask in such a way. Please let me talk to our princess when we get home. I am sure there is a reasonable explanation.")

"Braw, bit it better be a guid yin. Oor princess doesn't need tae read aboot they creatures. She is meant fur far better in her lee." My mum just huffed with frustration but relented in the end. (Translation: "Fine, but it better be a good one. Our princess doesn't need to read about those creatures. She is meant for far better in her life.")

My eyebrows crinkled with confusion. I didn't understand why it was such a horrible thing to search about. Asmodeus was nothing like the creatures my mum was talking about. He was the sweetest demon ever. I was a bit annoyed that Mrs. Ferguson had mentioned my interest to my mum. It was no one's business but my own.

I knew Asmodeus was going to worry about why I didn't show up today, so tonight I would have to sneak out and tell him what happened. I don't think I could handle him thinking that I didn't show up because I didn't want to see him. That would never be the case with me.

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The day went by fast, but my dad waited until the evening to talk to me about what my mum had mentioned. She had already gone to bed because my dad said he wanted to talk to me alone. Honestly, I was closer to my dad more than my mum. I was a Daddy's girl through and through.

I was half sitting on my bed with my blanket covering me because I had the window open when I looked up from my book when my dad knocked on the door and peeked inside my room.

"Forenicht princess, kin ah come in sae we kin blether aboot earlier?" my dad asked calmly. (Translation: Evening princess, can I come in so we can talk about earlier?")

"Aye, da, that's braw. Ah dinnae pure ken whit th' kinch wi' juist reading aboot thaim is, bit please come sit wi' me sae we kin blether." I sighed dejectedly and nodded my head. (Translation: "Yes, dad, that's fine. I don't really understand what the problem with just reading about them is, but please come sit with me so we can talk.")

He came next to my bed and sat down by me. He took my hand in his and began. "Bairn, listen tae me. Yer oor ainlie precious daughter. We worry aboot ye a' th' time. We juist waant ye tae hae a guid 'n' happy lee, bit whin ye add demons 'n' fallen angels intae that mix, ill hings kin happen. Yer maw 'n' ah wid ne'er be able tae bide wi' ourselves if something happened tae ye 'n' we didnae protect ye. Ah ken it's solid fur ye tae ken noo, bit please trust yer auldjin. Keekin up they vile creatures insae something yi''ll need tae be daein'."

(Translation: Baby, listen to me. You are our only precious daughter. We worry about you all the time. We just want you to have a good and happy life, but when you add demons and fallen angels into that mix, bad things can happen. Your mom and I would never be able to live with ourselves if something happened to you and we didn't protect you. I know it is hard for you to understand now, but please trust your old man. Looking up those vile creatures is not something you need to be doing."

"Bit da, tis nae fair. They're interesting creatures 'n' ah'ament daein' anythin' wrong. Reading a book isnae dangerous." I scoffed. (Translation: But dad, it's not fair. They are interesting creatures and I'm not doing anything wrong. Reading a book isn't dangerous.")

He gave me a stern look and made sure his point was understood completely. "Princess, if ye dae nae listen 'n' ye disobey me, then ah wull ne'er let ye hae th' identical freedoms ye hae noo. Yer maw 'n' ah ur daein' whit's best fur ye. It micht seem harsh 'n' complicated, bit it's whit's best fur ye. Ah dinnae wantae punish ye princess, bit ah wull if ah mist." Hi voice e never wavered once. (Translation: "Princess, if you do not listen and you disobey me, then I will never let you have the same freedoms you have now. Your mom and I are doing what's best for you. It might seem harsh and complicated, but it is what's best for you. I don't want to punish you princess, but I will if I must.)

I was completely in shock. This was not the dad I knew all these years. He seemed different today. Dare I say colder? Harsher?

I felt as if my parents were hiding something from me. Something important, crucial even.

I just nodded my head reluctantly and my dad kissed my forehead and then told me to have sweet dreams, then he got up and left closing the door behind him.

I sat there for a while contemplating whether or not I should go tonight just in case my parents were watching me, but in the end, my heart won the argument. I got up quietly and placed my ear on the door to see if I could hear my parents, but there was nothing but silence.

I quickly got dressed and then slipped out the window.

My demon was waiting for me and I didn't want to disappoint him any longer.