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"I could kill you without a second thought."
"I know."
"Tch. Do you humans have no sense of self preservation."
"Depends on who you ask."
It wasn't any different from any previous conversation they had shared.
He rarely came around but when he did, it were usually threats of how easily he could kill her and just put an end to whatever the two had.
Not that she minded, feeling a bit if fear for the monster was better than feeling nothing at all.
It was nice having him around.
She rarely spoke to stranger, or anyone, aside from her close friend and parents but even those conversation were kept guarded - brief.
She could say practically whatever she wanted and he would listen.
The monster feeding off of whatever negative emotion she could provide him.
Once he had enough of her complaining and venting, he would be gone.
Could be gone for a few days, a couple weeks, months and sometimes even years.
She would t admit it to him but she looked forward to the conversations, however one-sided they were.
"Work sucked..." She breathed, leaning back and laid on the cool grass. Raising her hand to the twinkling sky.
"When doesn't it. You humans have a habit of working yourselves to death just to survive." He retorted.
"Ya...be great to not have to worry about it anymore."
Laying her hand back down on her stomach.
"I'm almost 26. Haven't done anything with my life. Stuck in the same spot I was 14 years ago..."
Her life hadn't changed, now that she thought of it.
It was the same bullshit, just different setting.
"I kinda hoped that I had been getting better..."
"With your mental state?" He snickered, "You know as well as I do that there's no getting better." He retorted.
The woman sitting up from her position to look at him.
"Its a condition you can't escape. Sure, you can take prescriptions to manage it, there will be days where it won't be as hard but-"
The monster's glowing eye finally looking to her, a toothy grin on his face while one of the dark appendages crelt closer to her. Just curling around her neck. Not touching but close enough to send a chill down her spine.
"-it will always be lingering in the back of your mind. You can't silence your own thoughts so easily and it will always return." He spoke slowly.
"But...with how often these moods affect you and you do nothing to fix it...I wouldn't be surprised if you fetishsized the feeling of melancholy and self loathing."
Her words got caught in her throat. Opening her mouth to defend herself. To say that that wasn't true but nothing came out.
As much as she wanted to say that it wasn't true. That she wanted to get better and be normal.
She couldn't.
It was never an option for her.
She had tried before but she hated the feeling of being empty, she had built so much of herself around her trauma and sorrow that she didn't know who she would be without it.
From what memories she could remember from her young elementary years, before her mental health started its spiral. She was a mean kid.
A bully, throwing tantrums when things didn't go her way. Hurting the other kids around her because she thought she was better than everyone.
Thise years didn't last long but it was those memories that kept her from getting help.
She didn't want to be a bad person. She didn't want to go back to that.
A dark chuckle bringing her back from her thoughts, looking away from him and ran her hand through the grass.
"You're not wrong..." She finally admitted.
"I'm never wrong."
The silence between them was, surprised comfortable. To her at least. Pulling her knees close to her chest and rested her head against them.
"Will things ever be different?"
"At this rate. No." He responded, his attention fully on the human before him.
"So..there's no point to continuing." Her face hidden in her knees, voice muffled but he knew what she was saying.
Snorting and stood in front of her.
Looking up at him. Their eyes meeting briefly, looking away from him.
"Tch. I never said that." He growled, "Do.t start putting words in my mouth, human."
Taking a step forward.
She scooted back.
"You humans are so overdramatic. Thinking that just because things don't go your way then that gives you the right to just end it. It's pathetic."
His dark tentacles snaking around her and yanked her up from the ground. Letting out a small yelp and grabbed hold of the goody appendage for purchase.
"Shattering your soul will do nothing to fix your life now."
His tentacle constructing around her while bringing her face to face. Grabbing hold of her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Besides, you wouldn't go through with it. How many failed attempts have you had? How many times have you finished the bottle, or ly to wake up the next morning and your family going on like nothing had ever happened?"
His questions were rhetorical.
He had a point. The times that she have died but didn't.
"Your soul trait is mixed, just like every adult human but your soul is way to persistent to allow itself to shatter because your mind is making it to difficult."
Taking a step back and dropped her on the ground.
"Your here for a reason. To spite the people that didn't care for you and to spite yourself." He snickered.
The human taking a moment to take in his words. Rubbing her side while staring down at the ground.
"Besides, your realm is the only place I can get some decent peace and negativity. Where would that leave me if you left."
Looking up at hum, a bit surprised but gave him a small smile.
"Ugh, don't do that. Its disgusting." He snorted.
She would have been hurt but she was just content at the thought that he would possibly miss to interactions if she did decided to end it.
"Great, now its going to your head. I'm leaving."
She was quiet while he sliced his appendage through the air. Cutting through the fabric of the universe.
"Bye, Nightmare." She spoke, giving him a small wave and a smile.
The dark entity just letting out a small scoff before disappearing into the void.
She had hope that she would see him again.