Everyone's got a dark side

50's Boy

***Ronnie's POV***

After the incident that happened just seconds ago I turned to Liam hitting him with a bunch of questions.

"Who's he? And do you know him? And don't lie I just heard you call him Harry. Most importantly how did you get in here?" I ask both of them.

"Uhm. Yeah his name is Harry and he's a friend of mine." He says staring at the opened window but never looking at me in the eye. I swear something is odd here.

"He's a 'friend'?" I ask in confusion.

"Like we told you there's alot of demons around here and he'a one of them." He says.

"So this house is haunted?" I ask.

"No duh Ronnie. After you just saw a ghostly figure in your room your questioning if this house is haunted." He said.

"Hah amazing!" I say laughing a bit sarcastically. "Next thing you're gonna tell me is that you have witches, vampires, and werewolf a as friends?" I say.

"Actually yes I do... and we can explain this all to you later. Also don't be scared of Harry even of he can do the most damage; he's not a scary guy. He's nice if you don't get on his bad side." He said.

"I don't care if he's dangerous or not. I don't want to believe what you're saying and I won't. This is ridiculous." I say.

"Maybe if you get to know us you'll believe?" He said.

"I don't want to." I say.

"Why not? Don't be rude, also were the only place you have and they come here pretty often so either way you'll meet them" He said.

"You all have literally lost your mind. Sorry for being rude but honestly all of this is pure bullshit." I say.

"Damn. You're such a bitch." I heard a deep voice behind me say.

"I'm a what?" I ask when I looked behind me to see the guy with curly hair lean on the wall with his arms crossed.

"I said, you're. Such. A. Bitch.!" He said shooting daggers into my eyes. "Keep talking about my family like that and I won't hesitate to hurt you."

"I'm not afraid of you. Go ahead and beat me all you want! I'm used to it." I say but mumbled the last part.

"Who am I kidding? I cant hit a woman, and I now know you've been abused. You cant hide it anymore its obvious... so go ahead sweet heart! Give me your best shot." He said standing correctly spreading his arms apart.

"I can't. Last thing I want is to hurt someone." I say but he got closer only queuing me to do it. "There's no point of you doing that, I'm stubborn as hell." I say but he started laughing hysterically only getting in my face, until then giving me a sinister look. Grabbing my jaw quickly causing a sting where his fingers laid.

"What do you know about hell?" He said through gritted teeth.

"Enough years of experience to know" I say. He stood silent, his eyes traveling from mine to push away hair covering my temple, only hiding a recent bruise. When his thumb traced over the most painful area I let out a soft moan

"Sorry." He spoke softly letting go of me.

"How can you assume things so accurately? I have to be less open to you now." I say.

"Yeah good luck with that hun." He said returning to his previous pose on the wall.

"Don't call me hun." I said. I hated being called hun and by now I can tell it won't be easy getting along with him.