In My Closet

“I got a golden retriever… Demon.”
Did I expect to get another pet when I moved into my first, and probably only, ever house? No, no, I did not. Especially since this pet came with claws, sharp teeth, and horns. Oh, and not to mention, he did not come from this realm.
I only hoped for a quiet little home to write my life away in my stories, but apparently, that is too much to ask for.
Valphan isn’t too bad, though, after I look past the fact that he creeps on me from the closet in my room—yeah, totally not weird. Along with the fact he is a jealous little turd who chases everyone and everything away from me, but that’s to protect me from all the bad in the world.
Honestly, though, he is delightful and protective for a demon.
Never does a night go by that I am lonely because he is always there to blanket me in his shadowy embrace, and I can always sleep soundly at night knowing he is watching over me constantly—seriously, does he even sleep!?
It is impossible to resist his acceptance and adoration of me with time. Especially during the nights with me on his lap on the couch, where he lets me pick his brain for story ideas.
Then, when he goes to the ends of the world for me, I knew I became damned with him until the end of eternity.