The Possessed Cheater - Chapter 7 The Truth

“Hey, Emma.

I haven’t been a good boyfriend to you, right? I shouldn’t even be asking you that. I know full well I haven’t.

Although my apology won’t do much, and you probably won’t believe me, at this point, at least I can be sincere.

I never, ever, cheated in you.

I have been possessed ever since I was born. His name is, ah, forget it, it doesn’t even matter.

It’s a demon.

I know it sounds like a lie, so I won’t force you to believe me, but at least I’ll tell you this.

He’s over 300 years old, and he’s known as a playboy even in his world. It’s not like he has a grudge against you or anything.

I was unlucky enough to be possessed by him, that’s all.

When I asked you out, I made a deal with him;

I’ll let him use my body for 4 entire years, and in exchange, I’d have complete control of it after.

These 4 years must have been hard, sorry. But he kept his end of the promise and gave me my body back. At least, that’s what I thought, unfortunately, he was just messing with me.

As you saw, he was back.

Now I know you might be wondering why he didn’t touch you, but that’s because my feelings for you had some kind of effect on him.

You may also ask yourself why I committed suicide, well, he said he’d let me see you one last time on the river near us.

And, he also couldn’t control me in this way.

Please, instead of being sad, go to the river and meet me.

I’ll wait for you,

Oliver.”

Oliver, you piece of trash. Why didn’t you tell me, and we could’ve lived on peacefully. I wouldn’t have minded if it wasn’t you who did those things, but you just committed suicide like that? I hate you. I really, really hate you.

I burst into tears while reading and after.

It took me more than an hour to calm down.

After going back home, my parents were very sad. They said they were sorry for me, but I asked them if I could go out.

“Don’t… Die for Olly. I know he’s a good guy, but please, think about us.” My mother cried.

“Mom, I won’t end my life. I just want to go out and get some air. And night would be a better time cause less people are out.”

My mom wasn’t fully convinced, but she still said it was ok.

I picked a grey, tank top, and a black, semi-circular skirt. I left my hair loose, and went running to see Oliver for one, last time.

I don’t know what I was expecting, but I really believe in Oliver. If he said he didn’t cheat, then he didn’t cheat. If he says he’ll be there waiting for me, then he’ll definitely be there waiting for me.