In love with his own killer

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Chapter 31
Treasure's POV:

Last night dinner ended quite late because of the conversations that we were having. It was just flowing and I could say that we made a real friend last night.

Again, she wouldn't let us chip in to pay for the bill but I wasn't gonna fight her any longer about it.

She dropped each of us home around 8 o'clock and I was completely drained. I went straight for my room but then Dana came in moments later to ask if I wanted my dinner. I was already full so I told her that I'd come down later and maybe take a bite before I go to bed. Before I could stop myself I questioned Dana about if she's seen Elijah or if he had already eaten his dinner already.

I don't know if I was asking for my sake or his. Either or she told me that he's been in his office ever since he came home, which wasn't more than an hour ago. But she did bring his dinner to him since he was stuck in there.

My mind is everywhere when it comes to him and my brain is already scrambled from just today so the last thing i need to do is to shuffle it even more.

After laying on the bed for some time, I stood up and made my way to the bathroom to take another shower for the night. It was a quick shower that barely lasted for more than 20 minutes. When I got out, I wrapped the white towel around me before I started to stroll into the closet.

Whenever I come across the closet I always remain fixated upon the fact that I have no idea where anything is. Tonight is the night where I fully study this closet. And that's what I did for the majority of my time while I was still wrapped around the towel.

It's confusing because the walk-in closet is filled with so many drawers and open slots against the walls that are each sectioned and organized with different types of clothing. For tonight i wanted to just put on a shirt with shorts or sweats and 30 minutes later of looking around the closet. I finally find them placed in a drawer that's in the middle with drawers covering it from top to bottom.

The first thing I saw was the first thing that I put on which was a semi oversized shirt and some shorts. I didn't wet my hair since it already gave that look so I left it as it was earlier just without the head band.

As I headed out the closet to place the headband back where I found it, I saw my phone laying on the vanity. I picked it up to analyze if it was my phone but was captivated by the note on the desk that was laid under the phone.

I picked up the note and looked at his defined handwriting.

Here's your phone that you asked for. Don't give me another reason to take it. I put my number in there, call or text me whenever.

                                                           - Demon Spawn

Demon Spawn. I recognized that name as one of the names I used to call him but how would he know that?

My phone.

He did have a hold of my phone for a few days. He must've used that as an easy advantage of hacking into my phone because first of all, my phone must've been locked when he took it. In order to add his number in there, he had to get someone to unlock it. What if he asked the person that unlocked it, to find anything else.

It wouldn't make sense if he did since I'm still alive and breathing. But what if he's just seeing how long I'm trying to do this for?

Either way I have to thank him. Now, the question is should I thank him over text or in person? I started typing under the 'Demon Spawn' contact the thank you but stopped myself. Before I could overthink it, impulsively, I left the room and practically ran down the steps. I wouldn't know the exact reason as to why i have to face him but deep down i already knew why. Just trying to cover them up with excuses such as a thank you. And maybe even stuck in the denial stage that I could possibly ever go through the feelings for him.