Short story for Valentine's day! Was gonna upload on the 14th, but I have a Chemistry proj due that day and I'll definitely forget

Warning: ...gore? It's just bad okay
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"I'll see you at two tomorrow, dear!"

Demencia listened to Black Hat's conversation from the vents. It infuriated her how he'd have these meetings with another girl everyday. That sickening voice he'd use... he wasn't being himself. He had to be using her for her money. It was the only reason he'd be all over another lady like this.

Demencia scurried down the ventilation system and exited at her room. After some cooling down, she began to pick at her teeth. Bits of unknown meat were wiggled out from the cracks of her canines. She cringed at the stringy meat now sitting on the tip of her finger. Memories flashed through her mind. She shook them away, and resumed picking her teeth. Pick. Pick. Pick

"Demencia! You ingrate, get out here," Black Hat called from outside her bedroom door. Demencia smiled at his normal tone. Angry, pissed. Just the way she liked it.

"Yes...?" She chimed, opening the door, batting her lashes. His nose turned up at the lovey-dovey hybrid standing before him. Black Hat grabbed her by the wrist and thrusted her back into her quarter's, him going along with her. He shut the door behind them.

"If you were going on a date with someone, what would you expect your significant other to wear?"

Demencia blinked. Was she trying to surprise her with a night out? Oh this was amazing!

"I would expect him to wear a nice suit," she trailed off, eyeing him. "Maybe a crimson one."

"A crimson suit?" He mumbled, almost as if he was talking to himself.

"Yeah! And... a nice sleek black tie."

"Hm."

Demencia fanned herself, feeling a bit warm from the image of him in something like that. He'd look stunning. Just for her.

"Alright. Bye." Black Hat cut his eyes at her before leaving her alone in her room.

Oh! She was so excited! When should she get ready? Right now? It seemed like he was going to ask tonight. Demencia scrambled into the bathroom and whipped out her curling iron. She turned it on and set it in the sink to warm up. In the meantime, she hopped into the shower. She couldn't believe he was actually going to take her out tonight! What had she done to deserve this?

Demencia dried off and fully dried her hair with a blow dryer. After fighting with her massive locks of hair for at least two hours, she came out of the bathroom with a plume of curls behind her. She held a brush, carefully brushing them out so they weren't so tightly curled. Content with her now brushed hair, she pulled on her favorite white keyhole dress. Yes, she would've preferred it in a neon green, but they didn't have it.

Her bust was exposed to the air and so were her legs. She grinned at her reflection. It was meant to be. They were, of course. Black Hat and her. It was her purpose.

"Oh ho ho!" An obnoxiously loud laughter filled the halls. A foreign one at that. Demencia crept to her door and cracked it open just enough to peek through.

"Black Hat, dear. You look stunning."

Demencia opened the door just a bit more to see him wearing the suit she described. Black tie and all. It looked amazing...

"When don't I?" He grinned at someone she couldn't quite see from her position.

"Oh you..." A more lean woman stepped into view. She wore a yellow turtle neck and black skinny jeans. Demencia glanced down at her outfit. What was going on?

"Are you ready now?" She asked, checking her watch.

"One moment..." Black Hat grumbled before heading in Demencia's direction. She took one final glance at the girl when she finally turned around.

Her hot pink glare would have met hers if she hadn't slipped back into her room fast enough. Demencia became heated. She was pissed. Did he really like her or was he using her?

"Demencia?"

The door swung open to reveal the eldritch standing there. Demencia's heart pounded against her chest as she looked him over. He was so amazing... he wouldn't like anyone like that. He'd only love her.

"Why were you dressed up?" Black Hat questioned, looking at how she'd just began to take off her heels

"I-I... I was going somewhere. They cancelled... the thing." She mumbled. He stared for a few moments longer before talking again. "I'm going to leave for a few, don't do anything stupid."

With that, he left. She threw a hand over her mouth. She felt sick. Why didn't she ask him? She could feel the bile rising up. Who was that girl? She couldn't keep it in. What was he going to do with her tonight? She gagged. Why her? She bolted up and ran into the bathroom to throw up. Her breakfast was emptied into the bowl.

Demencia panted, staring at shadow in the murky, dark reflection. She was meant for him. It was going to stay that way, and no one was going to get in between him and her.

She stood shakily up from the toilet and walked back into her room. After a few minutes of sitting in the dark, she moved to the entrance of the manor. Demencia stood in the darkness, waiting.

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Laughter. Her senses had peaked during the hours of silence. Demencia stared at the two making their way through the gates. She pulled away from the window then waited for them to open the door.

The hybrid picked her teeth once again. More unknown meat... she couldn't think of why it was there. She hasn't had meat in forever.

"Annnd back here!" Black Hat grinned at his companion. She smiled warmly back, until an odd female caught her gaze. "Uh..."

Black Hat turned around to see Demencia standing in the shadows... still dressed up.

"Demencia? Why are you just standing there? Gonna creep out the guest?" He glanced back at the cyclops. She still had her eye fixed on Demencia.

"Demencia." He waved a gloved hand in front of her face, trying to get a reaction.

She glared at the girl, heart pounding in her chest like it had a few hours prior. This time. Not this time.

Demencia reached under a nearby couch and pulled out her mace.

"W-what the hell?" The blue-haired mistress gasped, stepping back. She furrowed her brows at Demencia

"Demencia! Put that down, dammit!" He growled, stepping in front of the deranged woman. Demencia giggled, then swung the mace over her shoulder.

"I was just gonna ask if she wanted to see it! Look, it's new!" She stepped around the eldritch to let the girl admire it. The mistress cautiously took two steps back from her.

"Demencia..." Black Hat began. She only smiled, "Calm down, silly."

Demencia handed the mace to her, holding the stick end. The other woman carefully grabbed in between the spikes to twirl it over.

"It's gorg--," CRACK.

Black Hat froze, staring at the drops of blood hitting the floor. Demencia looked up at the swaying girl before her. She stood, surprisingly still alive. The lady looked down at the gash on her side, and put up a hand to stop the bleeding. The blood pooled right underneath her feet. The sickening sound of the squishing of her inards put a smile on Demencia's face.

The eldritch stood and watched.

"Ooh you're so cute..." She cooed and grabbed the face of the woman bleeding out before her, who was trembling. "Is that what he said to you tonight? Anything like that?"

The lady nodded, tears pouring out of her eyes.

Demencia growled, baring her teeth. She reared her leg back, then kicked her in the side where she was wounded. She stepped over to her body and tossed her mace aside before feeling her heart pounding again. She wanted to kill her. Kill her.

"Mariana!" Black Hat snapped, making Demencia turn to face him. Her eyes softened when she looked at him. He was amazing. He looked angry with her... why...?

"Get off of her!" He screeched, his voice seemingly stacked into a horrifying chorus.

"No!" Demencia whined, tears beginning to fall from her eyes now. She grabbed at the yellow turtle neck of the girl below her and rose her body up toward hers. She was barely breathing now.

"Did you kiss her? Did you tell her everything she wanted to hear tonight?" Demencia barked.

"Kiss her?" Black Hat reeled back.

She suddenly dipped down and pressed her lips against the cyclops' lips. The mistress accidentally coughed blood into her mouth.

"I can taste it... you. Was it for the money? Is she loaded?" Demencia smiled, getting excited because it seemed like he was using her.

"No! What fucking money?"

Her face fell. She suddenly slammed the the girl into the floor, cracking her skull open. She had to be dead now. Demencia bit into her neck, and spat out the flesh. Unknown meat.

"Only. Me!" She reeled back her fist and landed it on the wood below her, missing the girl by centimeters. The floor splintered. "Only me." She repeated the action, but softer this time.

Demencia sobbed, "I love you!" She stood up and cried, burying her face in her hands.

She felt him wrap his hands around her. "I know."

Black Hat stared at the corpse just a few inches behind her, "I know..."

"You keep ruining all my chances at scoring for this organization..." He mumbled into her curls. She was confused.

"She was loaded."

"W-why didn't you say so?"

"She was still alive, Demencia. Breathing. You never give away your true intentions. Now we're just left with her will."

Demencia pulled away from him, sniffling.

"This is the third time this month, Demencia... I hate to say it, but I'm getting worried."

She looked up at him, heart pounding in her chest and face growing hot. "Oh, I'm okay! As long as I know that you won't leave me for anyone else."

Black Hat gave her a worried look once she turned away. What was he going to do with her?