I accidentally summoned a Demon and I call him Fred

Don't Say Anything Stupid

The roaring and crashing rumble from Fred and Alex's spirits continued as we moved from the house to the front yard. The yard was ripped open, and the angelic statues crumbled to pieces. The group stood frozen, afraid to step any further. There was no clear indication of which spirit was the strongest unless you kept track of the spitball of fire on the lawn and ruined flower beds. It looked like they could battle for all eternity if nobody stopped them.

Distracted by the monster's brawl, Alex's hand swiftly grabbed hold of my wrist. He pulled my ring off in less than a minute without giving me a second to realize what he was trying to accomplish. At first, I didn't think he could get it off, as I tried numerous times in the basement after Fred gobbled Jerald's spirit guide.

Once the ring was off, a red, burnt mark was left, causing me to grimace from the sting. Pulling my hand on my back to examine my new injury, Alex snatched my wrist right back. Luckily, his eyes were fixed on the mark and not the redness burning on my face.

I hated that my heart decided to thump faster whenever he touched me. Having these feelings slither out like a can of worms was stupid and embarrassing. It was annoying how comforting he was for a split moment, and then he went back to having his uncaring attitude persona. Nothing is more irritating when a person can't pick a personality.

"Vlad, it's time to come back," Alex said, waving his black phone in one hand. His spirit guide was the only one standing due to Fred being forcefully removed from the makeshift arena.

'I FUCKEN WON!'

"Sure you did," Alex smirked, still holding my wrist as I attempted to rip away from his grasp. He raised an eyebrow at my pitiful efforts as I tried to pull away.

"Megan, hurry up and heal this so we can get going." Alex dragged me forward with my arm raised almost above my head. Does he not realize how fucken tall he is? Megan forced a tight smile, focusing on keeping her upbeat attitude afloat.

"I'm fine!" I shouted as I finally escaped the clutches of Alex Count's octopus hands.

"Of course-" She answered, reaching for my hand until a portal tore open with the same ominous black door appearing in front of us. Ms. Helen and a taller woman with black hair, wearing a tight dress, came out the door.

"Mikeala Hernadez, I need you to come with me immediately." The woman's voice sounded stern and harsh, and even Ms. Helen was taken aback.

"The rest of you will be coming with me." Ms. Helen said, gently guiding Jerald and Sammy to a different door that suddenly appeared. Midnight easily carried Jenna quickly through the same door.

Rei and Megan quickly fell in line behind as they made a hasty retreat from the imposing, unforgiving figure of their cold, stone-faced teacher. Alex was the only person who took his time heading towards the door. He slipped my ring back into my pocket with his face leaning so close to my ear that it gave me goosebumps.

"Don't say anything stupid. She will find a reason to kill you in a heartbeat."

Does it look like I want to be alive after all of this?

My body and mind felt like empty shells as I stood before the same faculty members who had studied me like a lab rat from the moment I enrolled in the school. However, today, they held a different look in their eyes. They would avert their gaze and body as if I could potentially suck their soul and crush their spirit instantaneously. Nobody uttered a word, but the silence said everything. Even a blind man could sense the terror these people felt once I walked into the room.

So why not just fucken suspend me already?

The only person in the room who kept their composure and expression passive was Headmaster John. He did not appear anxious like the others, but it was easy to tell that he struggled to find the words to start the conversation. The crowd was against me, and I couldn't blame them. Fred was evil, and I had no control over him. Therefore, I am just as evil.