The Void Inside (Void Stiles- book 1/3)

Chapter 4

Keylee grumbled and quickly took another paper, not wanting to look at the horror cowboy anymore. She started to draw again but had no idea what she did until she saw the drawing.

'What the hell!?'

She stared in shock at the drawing before ripping it of and crumbling it. She placed her arms on the table and placed her head on her arms.

'Something is really wrong with me.'

Keylee stared at the drawing a bit more as she felt her head getting heavy and her eyes close. I shouldn't go to sleep, she thought. I should stay up and make sure I don't get killed. But the human body needs sleep, and it didn't take long before she was slowly breathing with her eyes closed and her head on her arms.

Void finally stepped out of the shadows. He looked at her, she looked so fragile and innocent. He cared for her, he could feel it. It had to stop, this nonsense had to stop. He silently took her arms up so he could get a better look at the drawing she made.

Void had seen a lot in his thousand years. Not all the rules of the supernatural counted to him. This one didn't either, not anymore at least. The thing he couldn't understand is how Keylee could possibly know. At the crumbled paper stood a drawing of a ghost rider, but if she'd ever seen one, no one would remember her.

Void frowned. How could she draw one without knowing it? The other drawing was a bit more normal but he could understand why she freaked out about it. It was highly realistic. When void looked at the second drawing he looked right in the eyes of the Beast of Gevaudan. It was strange a girl who never saw any of these creatures could draw them so highly realistic.

'Will have something to do with your powe-ohhh.' Void raised his eyebrows and smiled slyly. 'Oh, pour Kitten, you have no idea what you are, have you? How special you are in your kind.'

Void shook his head with a smirk. Oh how he could use this. This would be fun, his game, a good game, and he would win it. Of course he would.

He kind of gently scooped her in his arms without waking her up. In fact, she only moved a bit and snuggled more in his chest. Void stared down at the girl in his arms with confusion. Why did she react like that? Why did he liked it? He shook the feeling of and started to walk back to the bed where he left her. After he placed her on the bed he didn't even bother to tuck her in or close the door, he simply walked back to the living room. It probably wasn't something he needed to do but he still locked the door.

After that he took the drawings and hid them in a drawer, which he locked. Void had nothing left to do, so he simply sad down at the couch and took a book. It was an old book but a good one, even though he'd read it multiple times. But hey, what else do you have to do when you are a thousand+ old demon. He'd done kinda everything he could think of by now. The only think he liked was tricking or hurting people and right now he couldn't get out of the house because of his plan.

He sighted bored. His plan was good, he was exiting for the game to begin but that wouldn't happen until Keylee woke up. He just had to wait a little longer.

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Keylee sleepily opened her eyes but closed them again and turned around. Something was going on. This was very comforting, was she home? She frowned and sat up. It was a strange room, though it looked slightly familiar. There was something... someone... VOID!

Withing seconds she sat up straight. Keylee quickly looked around but didn't see Void anywhere. She was somehow back in the bed but was left alone.

She warily looked around, something wasn't right. This was far too peaceful for being in a house with a demon fox. Slowly standing up, Keylee noticed she still had her clothes from the last days. "That was right yeah, I was so tired I completely forgot to change."