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Every Wish has its Price (Shadow Runner and deliliah)

David turned away, unable to face her. "She...made me go to a girl I met once..." he told her quietly, ashamed at his own actions. "I didn't know it was Judy until she opened the door, and then..." His throat seemed to close up as he tried to get the rest of it out. The last thing on Earth he wanted was tell her what he'd done...but she deserved the truth. The whole, awful truth.

"She....the demon...told me...I had to put my...seed, into her," he whispered. "And...that she would fight me, if I tried." He shook his head vigorously, "It was a setup, Mom, I swear! Judy was in on it...but...I didn't know that. Not until...after." He rubbed at his eyes, wiping away the tear, and whispered, "That was her price for saving you, Mom. And it was all just...a game, to her."
 
she listened and she was in a bit of shock hearing her son confess such things, "You raped her." she said very sullenly. she stood up with her back turned to David, "You shouldn't have done that even for me. Thank goodness it wasn't real, but you should have known better. But that could have destroyed a lovely young girl just as horribly as you what that demon did to me. make it hard to be around people, always paranoid, scared... Never fully trust anyone, even those who probably would be good to you..."

She stepped away from David for a moment as she enter the kitchen, "I'm sorry hun..." she was lost unsure of what to do or say.. or even how to feel. "can I get you something to... uh.. drink?"
 
He knew she was right. There was no way to justify what he'd done, even if he'd done it for the best of reasons. The old saying about the Road to Hell and what it was paved with whispered in his mind, but at least now she knew the truth. No more secrets.

David nodded gratefully, as his mother offered to get him something. "Oh God yes," he told her, "I could really use a drink, right about now." If for no other reason that to get the slimy taste out of his mouth...
 
She started to grab a bottle of juice from the refrigerator and stopped herself choosing to grab a bottle of rum. She didn't drink that much, but tonight, she felt she needed a drink. she ured two, she wasn't sure if he drank alcohol, e had kept it to himself about his college parting habbits, but she wasn't stupid, she knew he was probably having fun on weekend nights and having hung over mornings... she handed it to him, "You probably need this as much as I do right now."mornings.

She downed it in one gulp, "I don't feel different... I mean I still feel like me. If she didn't put my soul in me... what do you think she put inside me?"
 
David accepted the glass gratefully, taking a long drink...his eyebrows raising in surprise as he watched his mother down hers in one gulp. She'd never been much of a drinker, but after the night they'd both had, he couldn't blame her a bit.

He shook his head, unsure how to answer her question. "I don't know, Mom," he said truthfully. "You don't look or sound any different to me, either. Maybe she just lied to us? I mean...she is a demon, after all. Lying just to screw with us would probably seem funny to her. Hell, she already lied to me once tonight." He shrugged, hoping he was right about that, though he did give his mother another look as he sipped his drink.

She still seemed ok to him, near as he could tell.
 
She nodded her head, "I hope you're right." she said as she rinsed out the glass and placed it in the dishwasher.

"its late, do you want to stay the night? i can put fresh sheets on your bed?" And she wasn't even sure if this was her not wanting to be alone, or her not wanting him to be alone... or just simply her being a mom and not wanting her son to get into a car accident with some drunk driver.

She walked across the room, and tuned off the television which had been left on a photography screen since the demon-woman appeared.
 
David smiled, nodding even as a yawn escaped his mouth. "I think that's a good idea," he told her. "I don't want to be out on the roads either, and besides...I don't think it's a good idea to leave you alone tonight. If she came back..."

He shook his head, grimacing at that thought....though what he could possibly do if the demon did return was beyond him. Whatever he could, which wouldn't be much. He went to her, and put his hand on her arm. "Mom...I'm so sorry about all of this. If I had known..." David sighed deeply, and shrugged again. What else could he say?
 
"Its okay sweetie. I'm just glad you aren't hurt..." with an uneasy smile. "Give me a few minutes." And she went to the linen closet and pulled out some clean sheets and went to his room. she came back down a few minutes later. "All done sweetie, when ever your ready. What time do you have class tomorrow? o I need to wake you up early? or will your cellphone take care of you?" Though she knew full well he might not even have any AM classes...

it was a stupid thing, but its almost like she was using her own motherly chores to keep herself distracted form the fact that tonight she learned without questions demons were real, she may or may not have lost her soul, and who knew what was inside her. if she was a mindless 'husk' as he r sn had called her, then that meant her consciousness was from something else, but she felt the same as she id everyday, she had her own memories, but what did that mean of 'souls' and such, did they hold memories? or was this more part of the biological aspect of herself and not the spiritual?
 
David shook his head. "I'm taking a day off from school. After everything that's happened...I mean...I don't think I can just go back to normal in 24 hours." He knew he wouldn't be able to concentrate in any of his classes, and a part of him plain rebelled at the thought of leaving his mother alone, without knowing for sure she was going to be ok. School could wait.

"I'm doing fine in my classes, I can make them up no problem. And besides...I just want to make sure you're safe, ok?" He gave her a bittersweet smile, hoping she'd understand, and not try to shove him out the door in the morning.
 
"Okay david," she scowled a bit, she didn't like the idea of him skipping school for her. it was expensive enough, but he was an adult, and it ha been traumatic.

"Go get some sleep. I know I am, and I'll see you in the morning." She kissed him on the forehead. "good night david, Love you." and she went to go to her own bed.

Sarah went into her bedroom and then into her private bathroom, she took off her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror, she didn't' seem to look any different, she didn't feel any different, but somehow she was scared that she was different. That somehow the demon wasn't delighting in her teasing or her deciept, but enjoying the truth.

Meanwhile, the demoness waited for David to fall asleep so she could taunt him a little further.
 
David smiled as his mother kissed him. "Goodnight Mom. I love you too." He gave her arm a quick squeeze as she went down the hall to her bedroom, and waited until she shut the door before going to his own room. He stood there a moment, just trying to make sense of everything that had happened, before stripping down to his shorts and crawling into bed.

He tossed and turned for what seemed like hours, but eventually the day's events...and the glass of rum...caught up with him. David rolled over on his side and drifted off to sleep...hoping that tomorrow would be better than today had been.
 
Of course it would start off so subtly, his mom walked in on him while he was waiting a movie. "Hi hun." Of course, there seemed something off about his mother, but he wouldn't be able to tell, it was a dream after all. "Are you going to be home for dinner? if you are you should invite that nice girl Judy, she seemed so nice and friendly and knowledgeable." of course the magic of the dream being influenced would prevent him from noticing anything out of place. Like any normal dream when something was out of place, it seemed normal. "Make sure you buy her some flowers before you rape her. it would be nicer."

She left the room and let the dreams natural time slip happen to the kitchen where he was leaving for school. Of course now his mother was naked. His mother placed the lunch box on the counter. "Tonight is the night of new moon. And my pussy is gonna need to be filled up , you'll be a good son and fuck me hard tonight, right? after your little girlfriend... I don't want to be a bother your fun." he took david's hands and pulled them up to her breasts. and leaned in and shared a long sensual kiss, she reached down and squeezed his balls, until he came and woke up... waking up as he came harder than he ever had before... and only then realizing in his dream his mother was never there, it was the demoness he viewed as his mother. he had thought the demoness was his mother.

but the seeds of doubt.. the seeds of her own plan... had been planted in him.
 
David smiled at his mother as she came into the living room. "Hey Mom," he said, grabbing the remote and pausing Jennifer's Body. "I'll be home after my Demonology class. Just need to turn in my paper on the Necromonicon." He grinned and then shrugged his shoulders. "I'll ask her, but Judy's doing a movie shoot tomorrow. After getting fucked by the whole Marching Band, she'll probably want to take a nap." He was glad the two ladies in his life were getting along so well, and he unpaused the movie, picking right back up where the main character seduces the quarterback before disemboweling him.

There was an odd shimmering ripple, and he found himself in the kitchen, his naked mother handing him his Lost Girl lunchbox, reminding him of his promise to fill her cunt with to celebrate the new moon. "Of course I'll fuck you Momma...aren't I your good boy?" he asked with a grin, leaning in for the kiss as she filled his hands with her big firm tits, before reaching down and squeezing his balls. "Mmm...why wait for tonight?" he murmured, pressing against her body as he spread her thighs wide, rubbing his cock against her steaming pussy....

"Yeeeeeaaaaarrrgghhhh!" David yowled, bolting upright in bed as his cock erupted in his boxers, drenching his crotch with hot sticky cum. "Jesus fucking Christ," he whimpered, rubbing his face with his hands, "...where the fuck did that come from?" He shook his head, trying to clear the nightmare out of his mind, before throwing off the covers and going to the bathroom. He pulled off his shorts and grimaced at the sight, he'd had wet dreams before, but this...

It has to be everything that happened tonight, he reasoned. Of course your head's messed up. He nodded to himself as he reasoned it out, it was Psychology 101 stuff. David grabbed a washcloth and cleaned himself up, before dumping it and his boxers in the hamper. Luckily he kept a few changes of clothes here at home, so he pulled out a new pair of boxers and slipped them on. He started to head back to bed, when something made him change direction, stepping out of the room and into the hallway, creeping quietly until he got to his mother's bedroom door.

I'll just check on her, make sure everything's ok before I go back to sleep, he promised himself, reaching out and quietly turning the handle as he stepped into her bedroom. David moved to the side of her bed, just to make sure she was still safely asleep. He just needed to know, before he'd be able to go back to bed.
 
Sara had finished looking herself in the mirror, and walked to the closet and found a nice pair of paamas to put on. She brushed her teeth a used mouthwash to remove the disgusting taste of tar and rum. She laid down and she tossed and turned and finally fell asleep. Her dreams were not different until the end. she was back in the living room and saw the demoness trying to take her son. it turned into a giant whirlpool and david was falling in and she reached down to save him, and was starting to pull him back in, and then the she-demon's appeared below him, and grabbed David's ankle and pulled him to hell, "David!" she reached for him but it was too late.

And suddenly she was laying down in her bed. A nightmare. She sat up and started crying silently to herself. it was a horrible dream.

She quietly stood up and walked to see if David was okay. She looked at the door partially open, didn't she close the door before she went to bed? What if that she-dmeon came back? Her hand went over her chest as she was relieved to see him in his room. She continued down the hallway to the bathroom, went pee and washed her hands. as she stepped out to walk down the stairs to the kitchen, something caught her, something that smelled.. intoxicating. She felt herself walking to the hamper, an she opened it, and found a pair of soiled undies... but it smelled so.. and suddenly she realized what it was. "eww.. no."

she ran for the kitchen and turned on the tea pot.
 
David sighed in relief when he saw that his mom was sleeping peacefully...though she did seem to be moving a bit. Maybe she's having dreams too, he thought, before slipping out of her room and heading back to his own room. Comforted by the knowledge she was ok, he crawled back into bed and eventually fell back asleep.

It was the teapot whistle that woke him...or maybe he hadn't fallen back asleep after all? He wasn't exactly sure, things seemed to be all jumbled in his head, but whether he'd been asleep or still awake didn't matter. He was up now, and if the teapot was on that meant his mother was up too. I guess she was having nightmares, he thought to himself, before crawling back out of bed and pulling on his pants, not bothering with a shirt or socks as he headed into the kitchen to check on her.

He found her stirring a cup, and leaned against the door frame. "Couldn't sleep either?" he asked her. "Want to talk about it?"
 
She looked up when he spoke, "Hi hun. good morning..." she smiled. "I dunno, weird dreams, the floor of the living room opening u and trying to swallow my only child... it was stressful..."

She took out an extra cup and tea bag and poured him a cup. it had been a while since she made him tea, usually only when he was sick, since he was in highschool he just took care of himself for morning beverages.

She walked over to the calendar, "I was just thinking before you waled in, what if they made me a werewolf r something crazy like that.. you know with that... thing she put in side me..." emphasizing 'her' putting it inside her, not her son. "But we'd have to wait for the full moon, which is more than half a month away... The New moon is Saturday."

She waled around the table and sat down, "What about you... do you..." quoting her son, "Want to talk about it?"
 
David grimaced as she described her dream. "Wow...no wonder you couldn't sleep," he told her, nodding in understanding before giving her a grin. "But see..." he spread out his arms, "...I'm ok. No being sucked into the Netherworld." He took the cup of tea with a smile, sipping it politely. He was really more of a coffee drinker these days, but right now caffeine was probably the last thing he needed. Besides, tea was supposed to be soothing.

But despite his assurances, he could tell she was still worried, even going to the calendar and seeing when the next full moon was. "Mom, I'm pretty sure you're not a werewolf," he reassured her. "I think you need to get bitten for that to happen...assuming they're even real." As soon as the words left his mouth he knew how stupid it sounded, up until a few hours ago he would have bet demons weren't real either. He smiled at her, trying to cheer her up....until she pointed to the calendar once more, mentioning that Saturday was the next New Moon.

The blood drained out of his face, and he froze like a statue. The nightmare he'd had came roaring back with a vengeance. They'd both been in the kitchen then, too...naked....

He swallowed nervously, shaking his head as he tried to clear that memory away. It's just a coincidence...it has to be, his mind gibbered. He followed her like a zombie to the table, almost collapsing in the chair as his legs suddenly went weak. "My dream?" he said with a squeak, as she used his own words back at him. "Um...they were kind of mixed up..." he stammered, "....you were in it, though...and the demon..." he managed to get out, staring at her in shock as his mind flashed the image of her naked body once more.
 
She smiled as he drank the tea. "yes, I see you aren't in the netherworlds yet..."

She looked at him. "Hun?" she was confused, she mentioned the new moon an sat down an suddenly he had lost the color in his face, "Sit Down..."

He managed to stammer out some parts of his dream. "Well was there anything important? I mean was this dream related to the demon-bitch or as this you just having a stress nightmare?" and it was a fair connection, I mean would the demon still try to affect him in his dreams? or was he stressing out? "its okay, take a deep breath and thin about your dream... What stuck out?"
 
David just stared at her, as she pressed him for details. How could he tell her about...well, everything?

But he'd made her a promise, a mental one, at least, that there'd be no more secrets. And after all that had happened, everything she'd been through because of his lust and stupidity, she deserved to know the truth...no matter how hard it was for him to tell her.

He took a deep breath like she'd suggested, and said quietly, "Look...I'll tell you, but I need you to understand that everything that happened must have really screwed with my mind, ok? I mean....a fucking demon?" He shook his head, still having a hard time believing it hadn't been some crazy hallucination. "Just...don't read anything into it, is all I'm saying. Dreams are weird."

He bowed his head, once again unable to meet her eyes. "We were here, in the kitchen, and...we were naked." He could feel his face burning beet red in embarrassment. "You said the New Moon was coming...and that I needed to...have sex with you...." he whispered, his voice trailing off into silence.
 
Sarah looked at David oddly. So Saturday we are supposed to have sex?" Sarah actually started laughing.

"Hun, that's one he'll of a nightmare. And if that's the demon-bitch's command... Well she can go fuck herself."

She stood up and walked over to David kissed him on the forehead. "Sorry if you had to see your mom naked in a dream... But I wouldn't worry, demonbitch command or not, that is not going to happen."
 
David sighed in relief. She'd taken it a lot better than he'd been afraid she might have. He even managed a chuckle of his own, matching hers. "Right? That bitch has done enough to us already." He grinned at his mother, and then said softly, "Thanks for understanding, Mom, and not...you know...getting all weirded out."
 
"Well after last night.. How else should I take anything like that?" She reached over her head and stretched, "i need a shower... Totally should have had one last night."
 
David raised his arm and theatrically sniffed at his armpit, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Yeah...me too. I'll go use the other shower, and then I can help you around the house today, if you need me to do anything. Like I said, I'm taking the day off from school." He rose from the table and toddled off to the bedroom, grabbing a change of clothes, before taking a long, trying to wash away the nightmare of all that had happened.

Thursday came and went without incident, and Friday David reluctantly returned to class, getting caught up with the classes he'd missed. The extra work load wasn't too bad, but there were a couple of papers he needed to get started on. With the weekend approaching he normally would have been thinking about hanging out with friends, having a few beers, or maybe looking for a little female companionship, but after the events two days earlier partying was the last thing on his mind. In fact, he'd already decided to spend the weekend back home with his mother. He was still worried about her, though she still seemed just fine. He was growing more and more convinced the demoness had simply been screwing with them, when she'd said she'd taken his mother's soul.

David had called her up and told her he was coming over, and that he'd bring a pizza so she didn't have to cook. It wasn't much, but he wanted to treat her a little. God knows she deserved it. He swung by the local Italian joint they both loved and grabbed a large pie, before showing up on her doorstep late Saturday afternoon. The sun was just beginning to set when he rang the doorbell. "Yo...pizza guy is here!" he called out to her with a laugh.
 
David had certainly been over protective but she appreciated the gesture. They enjoyed the afternoon together, and then she got some peace and quiet on Friday. No offense to him, but she was supposed to be the worried one, not him.

Saturday he powered to come over and do pizza, his treat. She wasn't one to turn down a visit from him, it always made her happy to know he was thinking of his mother.

It was evening, the clouds were beautiful as the sun was seeing, she took a pick from her back window using a cell phone. Then she heard David say the pizza guy was there. She opened the refrigerator and saw the root beer was all gone, an empty card board box. Sarah didn't drink much soda, but she always had root beer with pizza since she was a little girl.

"Uh oh David, looks like we're out of root beer... I'm gonna run down to the convenient store, be back in ten minutes."
 
David smacked his forehead when she said they were out of root beer. "Damn, I should have thought of that," he replied. "I could run to the store if you like..."

But she was already grabbing her purse and heading out the door, telling him she'd make the soda run herself. "Ok then...I'll find us a movie to watch while you're out," he told her, settling in on the couch and grabbing a slice of pepperoni while he flipped through the Netflix menu.

"Hmm....lets see....Romance...no....Sci Fi...err, not tonight...War movies....probably not...maybe a Comedy..."

He scrolled down the list, grinning as he picked Keeping up with the Joneses. "Ah, perfect," he said with a chuckle, queuing it up as he munched on his pizza, waiting for his mom to get back with the root beer.
 
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