The Demon Inside - REWORK IN PROGRESS WILL BE NEW VERSION SOON

Part 2

Hey people,I kind of wrote a majority of this chapter as a draft but decided to scrap most of it and make it up as I write it in a word document.

I still go between the band's stage names and their real names, Danny is an exception as his stage name is more of a nickname than say Johnny whose real name is George.

Anyway, let us get on with this thingy...

Oh and btw now, I am using word my grammar should be a lot better, as should my spelling.

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I open my eyes to find myself in an unfamiliar room, which is lit by the TV. The curtains are closed but I can see daylight peeking through the bottom. My chest hurts a lot so I just look around the room. When my eyes look towards the sofa, I can see two people sitting on it. When my vision focuses properly, I see that it is Jorel and Johnny. My bags are on the floor by the cot I am lying.

I can barely remember what happened. Theresa got angry that my band Lorene Drive was not getting anywhere, not famous. She trashed the house and took the rest of her anger out on me. I remember Jorel turning up and offering me a place in the band he is in but after that, my memory goes blank.

I lie still for a few more minutes before I decide that I should get their attention. "Jay," I call out, surprising myself with how bad and scratchy my voice sounds. They both turn to look at me. They both get up but Jorel walks right to the cot. "Danny, how are you feeling?" He asks, ruffling my hair gently. "My chest hurts a little but other than that I'm okay." I reply. Johnny moves closer to the cot, standing just behind Jorel. "How long have I been out?" I ask. Jorel steps back. "About a week, you gave Jorel and me quite a scare." Johnny replies, picking me up with ease.

"Look who decided to wake up this morning." Johnny says as he enters the kitchen and places me on a stool. "Hey Danny, I made breakfast." A new baritone voice says. The man that owned the low voice sets a plate of pancakes in front of me. "My name is Dylan; I brought your things here and cleaned your house while you were unconscious." He says just as I start to eat. I smiled in recognition.

I knew his name but never seen him before. I only met Charlie, Matt, Johnny and Jorel before today. I had not met Dylan or Aron even though I have heard a lot about both of them. I also know about all of their Cambion status. It was one of the first things Jorel told me when I met him. I hear Charlie's footsteps on the lino floor before I see him.

"Hey Danny, it's nice to see you have some colour back in your face, dying doesn't suit you." He says. "Ha-ha save the death jokes for later Char." Johnny says. Charlie rolls his eyes before walking over to me and hugging me gently. Jorel enters the room just as I finish eating.

"Danny, has Theresa beaten or hit you in the past?" he asks me. This is where it gets a little awkward. There is no point lying to these people they can see straight through them. "Yes, she has been doing it every day for seven months now." I reply. I hold back my tears.

"Danny, why didn't you tell any of us, we could have helped you?" Johnny says. I do not reply I just look down at my chest. I have no shirt on and I can see stiches running down the middle of my chest. The tears start to fall slowly. Jorel puts one finger under my chin and lifts my head up so I make eye contact with him. "She said she would kill anyone you told didn't she?" he asks. I nod as my tears start falling faster.

Jorel picks me up and I bury my head in his neck. He then sits down and starts to rub circles on my back. "Shh, it's okay. We won't let her hurt you anymore." He says. I calm down slightly but I'm still crying. "Why do I have stiches?" I ask. Jorel continues to rub circles in my back. "We had to operate to fix some chest injuries you had when you arrived." Johnny replies. I hear him walk over and then feel his hand placed on my back to calm me down. I flinch for some reason but then I relax.