THE DARKNESS WITHIN

The Deamonnes

After leaving Brit, vayne entered the house to see the moving crew arrange the furnitures. ' hmm.. Seems gran gran paid them to refurbish the place too'.  He thought. He walked around till he got to the kitchen, it had a long island in the middle with white marble on top. About four rolls of brown cupboards where on the wall by the right, while the oven and gas cooker were placed close to the window facing the backyard.  He nodded his head and proceeded upstairs. The house had three bedrooms, each having a bathroom inside. After exploring for a while, he saw that the men were already done with the refurbishment and we're packing up. The place looked way better that before, all clean and sparkling. " so... What do you think dear".he heard his grandma's voice from behind him. "it's okay ". He said not turning back.
" okay... Are you hungry, you haven't had anything to eat since breakfast and it's almost four". She said as she walked into the kitchen. He followed her with his hands in his pockets. Sitting down on a stool, he watched as she moved around preparing what he doesn't know. But soon enough the aroma reached his nostrils and his stomach grumbles. His grandma looks back and smiles at him, while he looks down. " ding dong ". The doorbell  rang. " oh seems like they're here ".his grandma said removing her apron as she walked to the door. ' who's here? ' he thought as he followed her.  On reaching the door she opened it to reveal their neighbors with their daughter who's non other than Brit.
' sigh'. He rolled his eyes internally. " Good evening ma'am ". The good looking man said as he extended his hands for a handshake with grandma. She took it smiling happily. " ohh... Good evening dear.. It's so nice of you to welcome me to the neighborhood ". She said. " it's nice to have you ma'am ". Brit's mum said as she hugged grandma. " enough of the formalities dears, call me jonete". She said.
" okay Mrs jonete, I'm Antone Deamonne and this here is my lovely wife Kate, and our daughter Brittany". The man introduced his family. " Aww... Isn't your daughter really gorgeous ". Mrs jonete said looking at Brit with affection.
" oh my... Pardon me... This is vayne, my grandson ". Mrs jonete said looking at vayne who hasn't said anything since. " nice to meet you sport". Mr Antone brought his hand for a fist bump. Vayne just stared at the man's hairy hand and looked back at him. " oh... Not much of a talker Huh? ". Mr Antone said as he dropped his hand.
"pardon my grandson dears.. Please do come in". She said as she ushered them in. While passing by, the Deamonnes just looked at the boy who hasn't said a single word since as they headed to the kitchen.