"What can't you do?" I asked frantically. "And why does this happen to you?"

He quietly stared back at me for a few seconds before his eyes suddenly closed and his body fell limp. I was really scared and started panicking because he so suddenly passed out. I was just glad that he had already been sitting on the bed so I didn't have to leave him on the floor. I lowered him down and then brought my ear close to his mouth to check if he was still breathing and thankfuly he was.

I then ran out the room to find Devon. "Devon, Devon, Devon!" I yelled as I knocked on his door.

He opened the door, rubbing the sleep away from his eyes before asking me if everything was okay. "There's something wrong with Dimitri. He's been having these really horrible pain episodes and he just passed out and I'm scared and don't know what to do."

Devon was alert now and ran out his room door towards Dimitri's room. I followed after him. We both ran inside Dimitri's room and I heard Devon let out a curse.

"He's never let it get this far!" Devon explained as he walked up to him and checked to see if he was breathing. "This hasn't happened in a long time either. The last time this happened, it was more than a century ago. And he never let it get this far."

"Never let what get far? What's happening? I'm so confused!" I exclaimed not sure about anything. Devon had a look of horror on his face and it was really scaring me.

"This is bad! Really bad! Dimitri's going to get himself killed!" Devon exclaimed as he paced the room with a stressed out look on his face.

"Is there something we can do?" I asked even though I still didn't know what was happening. I figured Devon wasn't going to tell me anytime soon, either.

"No, there isn't. Only Dimitri can." Devon sighed in frustration before he went up to Dimitri and started shaking him awake. "Wake up, Dimitri! Wake up!"

"Why'd you come down here to Rovana, Isabella? This is all your fault!" Devon exclaimed angrily, turning towards me.

"Why'd I come down here? Devon, I had no choice! And how is it my fault? I didn't do anything!" I exclaimed surprised that he would accuse me. How could he accuse me when I had absolutely no idea what was going on?

"You've ruined everything, Isabella! You've ruined the balance Dimitri had created for himself!" He yelled at me as he grabbed my shoulders tightly, causing pain to shoot up my arms. "I don't want to lose my best friend! But I'm going to fucking lose him because of you!"

"Devon, stop!" I exclaimed as tears pricked my eyes. "I'm so confused. I didn't mean to do anything!"

He suddenly stepped away from me, burying fingers in his hair. "I'm sorry Isabella. I shouldn't blame you. I'm just scared for Dimitri." He said, looking really guilty and apologetic.

"What's happening? I'm so confused." I asked quietly.

"It's a long story, and it's not my story to tell. Right now, we need to find Esther. She'll know what to do." Devon said. "You stay right here and watch over Dimitri, while I go get her. Okay?"

"You believe her?" I asked surprised since no one seemed to.

"Yeah, of course. She knows what she's talking about. She knows more than anyone here in Rovana. People choose not to believe her because of how cryptic and vague she is. You just have to learn to understand her words. Now stay here while I get her." He said causing me to nod my head.

Once he left, I made my way over to Dimitri's side. I brushed his dark hair away from his forehead, gently stroking it. I was really worried for him, surprisingly enough. Why did I care about someone who killed humans? Someone as horrible as him?

Maybe because he spared my life as well as my family's. Maybe because he wasn't as horrible as he seems. Maybe because he seemed so lonely. Who knows?

And Devon is best friend's with him, so Dimitri must be some sort of a good person to be friends with someone like Devon. Their friendship seems to be very strong and they seem to care a lot about each other. Especially seeing how Devon reacted just now earlier. So this means that Dimitri must have some very redeeming qualities to him, which I guess I could say I've seen some of.

Devon soon appeared with Esther behind him. "See, Esther. He's completely passed out. He's going to get himself killed! Please help us!" Devon exclaimed.

Esther sent Devon and I an assuring smile, before she walked up to Dimitri. She looked down at him seeming to be thinking hard about something. She then rested her hand over his head and closed her eyes. Devon and I both glanced at each other in question, before our gazes returned to Esther and Dimitri.

She then slowly removed her hand, still keeping her eyes closed. After about a minute, she opened her eyes and turned to look at Devon and I. She smiled at us both. "He will get himself killed." She started. "But it can be prevented. Let him do what he's doing, don't let him do what he's doing. That's for you to decide." She said, causing confused expressions to cross both our faces.

"Esther, you said that I had to save Dimitri before he succumbs. So does that mean, we shouldn't let him do whatever he's doing?" I ask hoping I'd get a straight answer.

"Do whatever you think is right, child." She said smiling at me.

"Wait. Wait a minute." Devon started. "Did you say Isabella has to save Dimitri before he succumbs to the..."

Esther smiled at him. "She doesn't have to. She can, if she wants to. Now I'll be retiring to my room, it's quite late for me. I suggest you stay with Dimitri and keep an eye on him. Make sure you're awake for when he wakes up. It's important that one of you is there." She said and we both nodded our head.

"Good luck and good night." She said before turning to leave.

"Good night." Devon and I said back before turning to look at each other.

"I'll watch over him." Devon said, yawning. He looked so tired. His eyes were drooping shut as he tried hard to keep them open.

"Devon, I think I'll watch over him. You look like you'll pass out in a few minutes. So I'll stay. I'm used to staying up really late anyways, so I'll be okay doing it." I said and Devon started to protest. "Devon, it's okay. It takes me forever to fall asleep anyways. I think I'll be fine. Go get some sleep."

"Fine, but wake me up when you feel like going to sleep." He said and I nodded my head.

"Goodnight." I said and he said goodnight back to me as well, before leaving me alone with Dimitri.

I walked up to Dimitri, grabbing more tissues to clean up any remaining blood on his face. I had to wet the tissue to get some of the dried blood off. Once I was done with that, I noticed his shirt stained with blood. I decided I would take his dirty shirt off for him, because if I were him, I wouldn't want to sleep in a bloody shirt.

It took a good five minutes for me to take it off. It was a struggle but I did it eventually. Once his shirt was off, I was having a hard time trying not to ogle him but I eventually managed. As well as I could. Which was actually not very well at all but whatever.

I turned away, and grabbed a blanket pulling it up over him, before climbing on top his bed and settling down beside him. I sighed knowing this was going to be a long night. A very long worrisome night. I just hoped he would be fine and that Devon and I could prevent him from getting himself killed.

I was still so confused and I kept getting more and more confused as the days went on. And now I had one more thing to be confused about and it was why I even bothered caring about him. I should be happy that he'll be getting himself killed. I should be happy that the girls and Thomas and I will be able to return to earth once he dies. Wasn't that the main goal? To kill him.

But instead, I'm sitting here watching over him, hoping he'll be fine, and ready to do what I have to, to prevent his death. If everyone on earth knew, they'd be highly disappointed with me. They'd be hating on me. They'd probably hate me even more than they hate demons. Because I, one of them, is willing to help a demon, and not just any demon but the Demon King himself. It sounds insane to me too.

I'd like to say that I was friends with Dimitri to justify my caring towards him. But we're not. We both mutually dislike each other.

Then I'd like to say that I'm returning him a favor. He did spare my family and that means a lot. I do owe him big time. So I guess I'll leave it at that.

I looked down at him. He looked so... Innocent. As if he's never done anything wrong in his life. He looked like he did in my dreams. Calm, nice, kind-hearted. When he looked like that, I wanted to help him, which was stupid of me.

Since I had the whole night to do whatever I wanted, I decided to take some time to really take in Dimitri. He honestly was very handsome, his features crafted so perfectly. I loved how his dark hair always fell on his forehead in this certain way. It was cute.

I bitterly laughed to myself at how stupid I was. I had slept beside Dimitri, basically cheating on Kenneth. And then I begged Kenneth to take me back and he did, even though I didn't deserve it at all. And now I'm back in Dimitri's room, but this time, not only am I spending the night in his room but ogling him as well, admiring how good looking he is. What kind of a person was I? I was a horrible person and an even more horrible girlfriend. First, I let everyone on earth down and all the people who have died because of Dimitri, including Thomas's family, and now I'm letting Kenneth down.

I felt horribly guilty. How could I do that? I felt pathetic and horrible. I was letting everyone down by siding with the person who deserved nothing but bad to happen to him. But that was the thing. Did he really deserve loneliness and sadness? Does he really not deserve to be happy? What does he deserve?

I sighed pushing the thought away. It was the middle of the night and I was overthinking everything and confusing myself about everything. My brain really wasn't functioning properly at the moment.

I stayed up, watching over Dimitri until about 7:30 AM before completely passing out from sleep and exhaustion.

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