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(To be Named Short Story) PoV 2
🕑 Added 2024-09-24 20:13:41 +0000 UTCAnd,
Just to confuse everyone, I told you it is a two-point-of-view story. Here is the Rest of the Prologue!
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Goddess PoV
God, there she was again.
That strawberry hair of that short girl who would peek around the corners looking at me. I had seen her all over. Looking at me. I had no idea when I first noticed, but she was cute, like a little mouse I have as a pet. My mom allowed me to have something to take care of and relieve stress. It was insane the amount of pressure on me today, and I couldn't believe how damn stupid I was to accept the damn School Council President position destroying the last little bit of free time I had. I was overworked, and I was recently picked for the Olympics for Gymnastics, which I had been doing since I was five.
I wasn't going to lie to myself; I was great. I was really good, and the judges loved my American Japanese looks as I twilled through the air while doing my routines. I was extremely precise in my movements, and they loved that. But each time I was in a local gym meet, I started to notice three years ago, during my junior year of high school, a strawberry blonde-haired girl in the crowd was cheering the loudest for me.
I felt myself smiling at the constant presence that girl started to be, and she was drooling as she stared at me sometimes. I could see her looking me up and down in my leotards, and her glare felt weird. It made me shiver sometimes, but I wanted to show off. I wanted to be perfect in front of it, but I had no idea why. It was a constant look from the girl, and I found myself trying harder when it was in front of her. It made me blush a little when I thought about it in the way that I was trying to show off in front of her. But I also noticed that I constantly started to do better when she was in the crowd.
God, that was embarrassing, and year after year, her cheering only grew louder and her stares more intense. I could feel them as I walked into the school, and it made my body heat. If it wasn't for the damn uniforms, I have no idea what I would have started to do for that look.
Around corners, passing by in the hallways to class. She would stare at me, and I had no idea what her name was.
But there she was once again. Staring at me.
I had no idea why, but I grew curious.
What was she thinking?
What was so fascinating about me?
My curiosity was getting worse and worse. I was eighteen now, in my last senior days, and I could no longer take it. That look from around the corner. I walked up to her, and she glared at where I had been. I realized she must have zoned out or something as I approached, and I could not stop myself. “So I have to ask what you are thinking about when you look at me like that?”
“EEEEEP~!” She cutely squealed, and I shivered and felt something stir in me. The blush on her face went instantly up to her ears, and she started to stutter, “I—I—I—I~!” She blushed harder, and her neck started to turn red.
“I was talking,” I told her bluntly as she tried to turn away and run. I grabbed her shoulders as my curiosity reached a peak, and I needed an answer to my question. “You keep peeking at me everywhere, and I have been wondering if you are ever going to say what is on your mind.”
I saw the girl with such a cute face and a soft button nose. and looked so adorable and was over a foot shorter than me, and started to bluster and flush. She looked around, and I made her look into my eyes. I noticed her clear, ruby eyes, which surprised me.
Who had Ruby's eyes?
I thought that was something that happened when someone had a bad picture, but her irises were a deep blood ruby red. It was mesmerizing, and there was something about those eyes that made me shiver a little when they looked at me. She was so cute and blustering, but those eyes did something different.
“Shoot me, please,” The cute ruby-eyed girl whispered, and I could not help it.
I started to laugh.
She blushed even harder and started to bluster even harder. I laughed like I had not in a while, and suddenly, I felt her try to leave.
Hell no.
I needed to hear her answer.
There was no way I was letting this go.
It had been almost four years, and I needed to learn what she wanted to say, so I held her firmly in place.
“No, you don't,” I said firmly. “You have been peeking around corners and staring at me all over. I am not going to let you get away without telling me what you want to say to me for the first time.”
She froze like she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar, and I almost laughed again but remained firm and glared at her.
“Oh, god,” She cried out softly, and I could not help but roll my eyes. I just wanted the answer, and although this was a lot of fun and, I had other things to do. Also, a growing crowd of other students was watching us, and I realized that with the Olympics around the corner, I could not be caught like this pinning a girl down. The controversy with certain populations was unacceptable. I just wanted to do my fun routines that I practice and nothing else.
I also had that damn commercial to film for Subway. Not that I would ever eat their bread. In France, it doesn't even fit the definition of bread. Too much sugar, and every calorie I partook needed to be counted.
But before that, I needed to take us out of sight, and I had a room assigned to me to relax in. I would take us there, and we would be along, so I grabbed her tighter. “Okay, we are going somewhere more private, and you are finally going to say something to me, " I told the cute girl, and I would not take no for an answer. I felt her shiver for some reason.
I took less than a second to turn her comparatively weak body and started to march her down the hallway. One of my ‘friends’ saw me, and she looked at me questioningly. “I am taking her to deal with that issue I talked about the other day,” I said, and I quickly saw a lot of the chatting from other students decrease. I sighed as I marched her down the hallway, quickly turned to my quiet room, pushed her inside, and locked the door.
“We are somewhere private,” I told her bluntly before I turned her around easily and had to look down into her eyes again. Those deep, bloody ruby eyes bore into mine, and I felt that odd feeling inside me again. I had no idea what that look in her eyes was, but she shivered as I looked into her eyes. “I am not taking no answer. I am sick of seeing you peek around corners in the randomization places for the last three years. You have always been staring at me, and I noticed you at all the local meets for my tournaments, watching me and drooling. I am stupidly curious what you are thinking, and I am not letting you leave this damn room till you tell me.” I started bluntly, not letting this girl run away. I needed to satisfy my curiosity.
“You noticed?!”
“Of course I noticed!” I sighed, exasperated. Then I decided to explain how it was so freaking simple to notice the girl who liked to sit behind the judges, “A girl with strawberry blonde hair, which is where most of the town has black and brown hair. Did you think you were unnoticeable? Invisible?” The sarcasm dripped from my voice as I grew increasingly more annoyed at how I had to walk her through everything.
“I—I—I did not notice,” she squeaked out before her whole body turned a brighter, darker red.
“Seriously, are you stupid?” I asked without thinking, not knowing the girl at all, and felt a bit of regret. I knew how much you could just not notice things without thinking. I had the problem all the time.
“N—No,” She stuttered and squeaked out,
“You’re not?” I snapped out the question, still regretting the tone of my voice when I was annoyed. “Then you will tell me what you have on your mind so much while looking at me,” I finished, feeling more exasperated.
“B-But you will hate me,” she suddenly squeaked out, her voice small.
I felt my eyebrow raise in return, and I replied quickly, my voice dropping an octave naturally as I was starting to get annoyed, “Really? Will I hate you? Then tell me.”
I couldn't take it anymore. I only had so much time in my day, and I wanted my curiosity fulfilled and to move on. “You have seven seconds to tell me before I get really angry,” I snapped and felt her shiver again as I glared at her. Then I started to count down. I was very serious.
“Six Seconds!”
“Five Seconds!”
“Four Seconds!”
“Three Seconds!”
“Two Sec-”
“I WANT TO DEFILE YOU! PUSH YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU SCREAM AS I DIRTY YOUR BODY BEYOND RECOGNITION, BRING YOUR PERFECT GODLY BODY TO THE PEAK, AND TURN YOU INTO A SUCCUBUS DEMON FOR MY PLEASURE! I WANT TO TAKE YOU FROM THE PERFECT GODDESS THAT YOU ARE AND WHIP YOU INTO THE PERFECT DEMON FOR ME!” The cute girl suddenly shouted, and the words hit my ears.
What?
What the hell?
What did this super cute girl say?
Did she just say she wanted to defile me?
To destroy me?
This cute, red-eyed girl?
The words and looks did not match up, and I found myself stunned.
I found my mind could not keep up with what she was saying, and my body heated up in a way it had never done before.
I tried to think something but couldn't.
What did she mean?
Why was I so curious about what she wanted to do to me?
My body heated up even harder, and I shivered, and my skin felt odd.
What was happening?
Suddenly, the Cute Girl Stepped forward, and I flinched. Her small hand moved up and stroked my cheek, and I flinched from shock and pleasure at her touch. She grinned with a mischievous smile that showed nothing of the shy cute girl moments before. “You want that, don't you, my little angel?” She asked, and I shivered. Her voice was like the devil, tempting me into hell.
God, that voice made me want to follow.
“You are my little angel, but I want to make you into a perfect Demoness. You would like that, wouldn't you?” The cute devil before me said, her voice tempting me to follow.
I could not help it. My entire body started to heat up in a way I never knew, and I tried to distance myself from this devil in sheep's clothing. I was over a foot taller than this short girl, but she was scaring me and tempting me with the unknown, and I was a little scared. I tried to step away but was lost in what was happening.
Her Grin widened, and she stepped forward and said, “Oh?”I guarantee that I will destroy you if you want it.” She said I needed to distance myself from this devil as she continued, “You will see the stars in the sky and never come down. You will never be the same, and you will classify your life by the time before and after you met me because I will make you my Demoness, my slave. Well, Goddess?” the devil before me asked, and I shivered because the way she said it sounded so good. I needed to distance myself from her. But suddenly, the wall hit my back, and I almost gasped in surprise. Then she pinned me against the wall, and I looked down into those ruby eyes and shivered again as I felt more confused about where all my distance went.
“I—You—No—Yes- You—” I found myself stuttering for the first time in my life, my body heating up. I saw her face turn this lovely, cute shade of red, and her grin slightly changed to something that made me shudder internally. Then she was on her tiptoes, her face inches from mine, and I had no idea what was happening and how things turned out like this with her face so close to mine.
Why did I want her to kiss me?
“You won’t flee now, will you?” the devil asked, my voice filled with confidence that she showed no signs of five minutes ago. You are going to leave with me, and I am going to rip off those beautiful wings and make you even more beautiful and defiled.” The devil promised, and I shivered in response, for it sounded amazing for no reason to my ears. Then suddenly, my lips brushed against hers.
God, she was going to kiss me!
Why was I so happy about that?!
But the kiss never came, and I felt sad it never happened as I opened my eyes without realizing I had closed them. The smile on her face made me shiver again. “If you kiss me, Goddess, I guarantee I will tear those wings off and make you fall into the abyss with me.”
My body was hot as she said that, and I felt it get hotter as I listened to what she said.
God, why?
Just kiss me!
You were the one to push me against this wall!
You-
You-
WHY!
What was happening to me?
OH GOD!
I WANT TO KISS HER!
WHAT IS HAPPENING?
THIS DEVIL!
YOU'RE THE DEVIL!
“And you will never even think of going back.”
My body shuddered as she added to what she said, and I felt a growing desperation.
She brought those devilish lips to mine again, and I felt the heat. The trace of them brushed across mine, and I wanted more. I could not help myself, and I moved to kiss her just like she wanted, and then,
They were gone!
Oh god!
WHY!
“You have to want to fall from grace, Goddess; Work for it.”
The Devil spoke.
Why!
WHY!
What was wrong with me!?
I WANTED TO FALL FROM WHATEVER HEIGHT SHE THOUGHT I WAS AT!
I felt delirious with need and want, and her lips brushed past mine again; I almost groaned as I felt her hot breath brush past me with her lips.
God!
No!
NO!
This was the Devil!
God!
I needed it!
I WANTED TO KISS HER!
My first kiss, I needed to give it to this devil for nothing. I had to give it to her!
Please!
I moved forward and tried to kiss her!
Her lips danced back, and she giggled as I missed, and I shivered.
I needed it.
Oh god!
What was happening to me?
I could not help it; I groaned. I wanted to kiss her so badly!
PLEASE, DEVIL! LET ME KISS YOU!
I tried again to kiss her, and suddenly, before I knew it. Her lips pressed against mine, and I shivered and moaned, and my head blanked, and I felt my whole body shiver, tremble, then go blank in an unknown sensation that destroyed my mind with pure ecstasy.
Comments
Curtis1122
Love the concept and story!
ReclamerS117
Realy sounds like a fun story
Shamim
Sounds about right to me
Czelphaghor
Your got me here, hook, line and sinker. Also, I love the dual pov approach
Patrick G
Title: "Curruption of a Goddess" ... ?
