How Much Do You Love Me?
“How much do you love me?”
Woah! Left field! “What brought this on?” I asked, smiling down at her as we entered her apartment building.
As we stepped into the elevator, I said, “You can tell me anything. Even if you were a mass murderer.”
As the doors opened on her floor, she smiled. “Okay. It’s about my parents…”
As we approached her apartment, I noticed the door was open, and a wave of evil hit me. “Sarah,” I said, interrupting her. “Wait here.”
I slipped quietly through the door. The demon stood in the middle of the room, it’s back to me. I began muttering under my breath, building up the energy for a spell that would send it back to whatever hell it spawned from.
Just as I was about to unleash, Sarah jumped in front of me. “Stop!” she yelled. The demon turned towards us, snarling.
“Sarah! You don’t know what this thing is!”
“Yes,” she said, her eyes pleading. “I do know!” She sighed, and looked at each of us. “Thomas, this is my father. Daddy, this is my new boyfriend.”
Daddy?! Oh… Joy…