Page 123 of Devil Inside
What does Jordan want from us? Our skin? Or what I amon the inside? We’ve never had to ask these questions before. These... doubts. “Are you allowed to see other people?” we ask. “Is it just us who has to stick with this monogamistic possession?”
“...Seriously?”
“If I can only possess one person, you must promise the same.”
“Fine. I promise.”
“What else?”
“No hurting your host,” he says.
“Don’t damage the packaging. Got it. Next?”
“No lies.”
“Have we ever lied to you?”
“The second you feel cornered, you sidestep.”
He has no concept of commitment. Of eternity, endless tides sanding down your very soul, until there is nothing, nothing left, worn away to the smoothest of stones, begging for mercy.
Burning now. Our skin is burning. I need out. Need to escape.
“You want to trust us?”
“Yes,” he says. “I just want some sort of agreement that says,Thisis who we are together.” A covenant. An agreement in the eyes of his god. He wishes to testify. With us.
What would God say about that?We could give him what he asks for. A gift of compliance. Let him beseech the heavens with this blasphemous bond. A sacrifice.
“You’re on a roll now,” we say. “Anything else you’d like to add?”
“Now that you mention it...”
“What? What else?”
“I want to know,” he starts. “Have you ever... been inside me?”
Just a taste.Dipping a toe.“No,” we lie.Thou shalt not lie...
“Don’t, okay? Please?”
“Is this another one of your rules?”
“Just, please... Don’t possess me. It’s weird to think you might be inside my head. Rummaging around my thoughts. I want to give them to you... but that’s for me to offer.”
“So no peeking?”
“No peeking.”
“Have it your way,” we say, wondering if it’s a promise we can actually keep.
We are itching all over, burning in this skin. I feel famished for fresh flesh. If I stay for much longer, I might lose control. I wish to swim through skin. I could already be on our third body by now, hopping from one host to the next. An endless cycle of vessels. Never settling.
Why am I letting him do this to me?
“I want to talk to her,” Jordan says.
“...Who?”
