My Demon Ex Lover

Like every other day, the company sent more products than they had space to put out or store and the supervisors and managers cracked down on her and her coworkers expecting miracles to be made out of the curses sent down by the higher ups. Asha was stressed out and stretched thin just like the rest of the team. When she finished her back room work and it was time for her to go onto the sales floor, surprise surprise, her most recent ex was in the store waiting around to watch her.They’d broken up almost six months prior and although she’d been the one to say the words, he’d been pushing her to it for at least half of the time they were together. When he convinced her to date him, his favorite thing to say was, “you’re everything I’ve been trying to manifest.” Between their conversations about the future and how he always seemed to want the same things as her, and the way he always seemed to care about her safety getting home when they first started getting to know one another, she f

Too bad she was also having difficulties protecting herself from the ex waiting for her in haunting dreams. Young Samuel Blood. A fuckboy of a man, who gave her the run around, dragging her heart behind him as bait. A man of few words and exploding passion, who was a selfish bastard unless he was pleasuring a woman. The one man that had opened her to the depths her pleasure could take her if a partner took their time to truly learn what she liked, what she needed. As much as she had been yearning to see his face pop up, she really could only call it a haunting since he’d died just over a year prior.When she decided to up and leave the tristate area he had acted as if she’d never leave, treating her the same way he always did. Although it hurt her feelings to know that despite all the early morning deep conversations she was still just another fuck for him. It did not surprise Asha in the least that he didn’t show up to her going away party, or remember what day she was leaving since

It nearly broke her to get that update, especially since it’d only been a few months after she almost succeeded in the same decision. They hadn’t talked since well before the new year, a sparse handful of texts holding what remained of their friendship together. Plus their mutual friend tried to emphasize that Young didn’t have any respect for the women in his life, including her, which gave her even more evidence as to why she had no reason to feel so stricken by the news. No matter how much she chastised herself though, she couldn’t let go of the hopes she had of reconciling their differences if she ever got a chance to come home. In her mind, there was a chance meeting or intentional meal in their future to talk through things and find a better way forward as friends rather than jilted ex-lovers muddling through a friendship. It was stupid but with every possible chance to have those confrontations suddenly eliminated, she’d plunged deeper into the depression she’d just started to

Rell was too caught up in himself and his plans for their future to really notice or care about the increase in sleep deprivation she’d been experiencing. His aloofness to the trauma and pain she was working through really reached its peak when he found her in the kitchen crying as she prepared their dinner. He hadn’t even addressed her emotional breakdown, just asked if dinner would be done before 9 this time, a question he loved asking despite never offering to help. Eventually she had to admit that Rell just liked the idea of what parts of his ideal woman Asha fit and the longer they stayed a couple, the more apparent it became that she would never truly live up to the task of being her, his ideal woman. She tried though, damn did she really try. Seven months of consistently and excessively drinking despite being a super lightweight social drinker, using more grabba leaf in her joints than ever before, anything to numb her from the fact that she’d chosen to remain in a romantic pr

It wasn’t enough though and there was only one person who could and would stop Rell and any other person trying to harm his angel. Young. While on planet Earth as a human, he’d been her protector from the day they met, though she hardly welcomed his methods of protection. Although kids liked to bully her, Asha had no problem fighting her own battles and preferred to. He’d come to know that she’d rather the shame of being beat up than someone coming to her rescue and beating up her bullies. She always made her assailant work for their win too. It didn’t stop him from threatening to or actually beating up a few of the kids he’d heard about, especially if it was a boy. She’d always beat his arm black and blue in return, but he could never bring himself to stop trying to be her knight in muted armor. Her moms always made her bring extra food to his house and it was almost always the only home cooked meals he ever got growing up. His mom and older brother’s habits didn’t leave too much r