Chapter 05

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Accalia glanced up to Acheron after heaffirmed his overnight stay with her, and she relaxed seeing himsmiling. "I hope the couch is okay."

"Of course." He leaned against thecouch back and stretched his long legs in front of him. She watchedhim play a while, sipping occasionally on her beer.

"You seem to know this game byheart," she observed.

"It happens when you play as oftenas I do." He drank some of his beer during a cut scene. He eyedher. This was the third time they were in each others' company, buthe felt he could trust her, and he liked being around her. She wasconsistently thoughtful of him. She not only remembered his triggers,but she was quick to soothe him when they'd come up. Accalia wascareful to give him personal space. While she did offer food to him,she had done so knowing he would decline, she accepted his answer,and didn't push him to eat anything. She'd gone out of her way tomake sure he'd have beer available when he visited. If he didn't knowbetter, he'd get the sense that she cared about him. Her actions werecertainly different and new in contrast to his past experiences, buthe didn't dare hope. A certain red-headed goddess would ensure thisfriendship would have an ending.

Turning back to the Silent Hill game,he let his thoughts wander further while he played. He wanted tocurse the 'relationship' he had with Artemis. He was a slave, still awhore, and there was no beating around the bush about it. He wasforced to sell his body with sex and blood to protect the world fromhimself, and protect the closest he'd had to a genuine family, hisDark-Hunters. The goddess was far too selfish and controlling toconsider letting him have a taste of happiness. No, she'd sooner beathim to death.

Accalia moving broke his train ofthought, and he watched her head into the kitchen to check on hercooking food. He paused the game, and waited for her to return sothey could pick something to do together. The game suddenly felt veryone-sided.

Accalia's head popped out of thekitchen. "Chili's ready, in case you'd like some."

"No thank you."

She disappeared back into the kitchen,and came out shortly with a bowl of her chili and two beers. She satdown next to him again, placing the beers on the coffee table, one infront of him and one in front of her. Then, she relaxed back andstirred the sour cream and cheese into her chili while waiting for itto cool.

"We can do something else moreengaging," he offered.

"I like watching you play," shesaid, blowing on a spoonful of chili and then eating it.

"You sure?"

She nodded. Acheron finished off hisfirst bottle of beer and picked up the game controller beforecontinuing the game. After the chili and a couple beers were inAccalia's system, she really got into watching the Silent Hill gameplay. She added some colorful commentary that Acheron found quitehumorous.

"Ahh, kill it! Smack it!" shelaughed when an unexpected monster came around the corner. Acherondowned it easily with a grin. "Omigosh you're so close to the end!"

"Just another puzzle and a slog tothe final boss," he confirmed. Accalia was on the edge of thecouch, eyes glued to the screen. She'd played through the game quitea few times already, but it was another experience not only watchingsomeone she considered a friend, but he was also so damn good at it.And she was drunk.

The aforementioned puzzle took no timefor Acheron to complete, and he made it down the final hallway, nodoubt with Accalia's vocal help.

"Use the hunting rifle! Shoot it!"she said as he dodged an attack from the end game boss. "Yeah! Kill'em!" She punched the air.
Acheron held back a laugh, and soonthe boss was defeated. He finished the last of his beer as the finalscene started.

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