Downers [Andrew Graves X Male OC]

Chapter 5: For him

A chair now sat occupied in front of the strange neighbors desk, by Andrew. His cryptic seeming book laid open as you towered over the boy reading it, your body stretches back to lay your head lower more comfortably. Now cheek to cheek, you both recite quotes and deranged texts often laughing at how insane it seems.

"Would you sacrifice me?" Andrew asks, the question out of nowhere and you scoff, "for a single cigarette. Would you sacrifice me?" He pushes your cheek away with his, rolling his eyes and facing you, "for a half smoked cig." "Together, we could smoke a 100 in hell together, romantic, huh?" Andrews' eyes closed as he smiled showing his teeth 'sure' slipping between his chuckles.

"So you'd be romantic with Omen before me...? I thought I was crazy." There she is.

"Hey there." Andrews' tone now dull, leaning away from you to see his sister. "Good morning boys! What'cha up to, Omen?" ... It's silent as you wait for Andrew to answer, subconsciously used to Ashley only asking him. He looks up at you and pushes you, mumbling your name to answer her. "Oh.. looking at this demon summoning instruction manual book thing..." "Brave. Given things turned out so well for that cultist guy..." Agree to disagree, he is out of here. Andrew looks towards the floor marked with fingers sliding blood around, "...Debatable. I mean he was successful up to the point he lacked an offering. Anyway it says here that demons don't think much of humans." "Well that's good. We'll have something in common then!" Ashleys cheers, making her way towards the desk.

"Yeah, yeah. So they're only willing to do business as long as it's quick and easy for them..." He pushes the book at her showing the paragraph, "I take it you want to ask one to get us out of here?" "Well I wouldn't want to get 'out of here' the same way the cultist did... But I do think this is our best bet for now." "So what will we ask from it?" "... We don't know yet." Ashley sighs, "okay. Then what will we bargain with?" '.....I don't know that either." "...Nice." Your shoulder bumps hers to keep her quiet, "we didn't have time before you cut in." "But you had time to talk about romance-?" The boy's green eyes furrow while he stops her, "we said romantic."

"It says here demons prefer human souls so obviously it's gotta be that." Their bicker gets interfered with by your observation, "Where to get a soul while stuck in here..." Her orbs stay on Andrew, raising a brow. "...W-What are you looking at?" Andrew stutters, hiding behind your face. "Oh, nothing." "Ashley..." "....What? I wouldn't." "Ehhhh.." Ashley gives a glare that could kill, quickly silencing you. "Thought about it, I see." "Let me keep my thoughts my own. Don't we already share enough?"

"On second thought, let's not do this...." Both black and pink eyes dart towards Andrew, for completely different reasons. "Oh, c'mon! I'm not going to sacrifice you!! We'll figure something out. Let's just set the ritual up for now. What's it need?" "We're not done reading this yet, but you can start by replacing the candles for now... Omen do you want to help?" You really don't but you agree to keep peace, following Ashley as she leads the way to grab the old candles and you search for new ones.

Coincidentally there's three on the large candelabras by his shelves and table, allowing you to set a new one down as she picks up the used. Ashley looks up at you as she's leaning over, tilting her head and grabbing your belt loop to pull you closer but a nauseous feeling washes over you causing you back away and hit a chair. Scaring Andrew by the noise, he turns to see Ashley trying to move closer as you scoot back and shake your head, "stand up now, Ashley." "C'mon, I'm just joking! You know your piercings are very pretty, Owe-" She steadily moves closer, reaching up for your bottom lip but Andrew pushes her arm away, handing the last candle to her, signaling her away angrily.