My Demons (Book 1)

Chapter 13: It's All My Fault

UNEDITED

Alex's p.o.v

This was all my fault. I had done this to Phil. He probably hates my guts now...I'm such an idiot! Why didn't I just stay at home? Why couldn't I just be normal?! There's no use worrying about it now, you can't change the past Alex. I'm sorry but you can't. Phil still likes you as a friend and was willing to help you out tonight. Without him we would have crumbled and fallen like a skyscraper. Everyone wouldn't have wanted you as King and...I'll be honest we need him. Wow. Those were some wise words of wisdom. Thank you.

Your right Tyler, I need to stop focusing on the past and think about the future. Being King is going to be hard enough without worrying about minor things that I can't change. That's the spirit Alex. Hang on...

What's the matter? He's in trouble...Who's in trouble? Phil...Dylan is not answering! Who's Dylan? His demon. We can communicate to a degree. Not with words but emotions. He's in distress. What's happening?!

Rising to my feet, I walked back to the party, scanning the garden as I went for any sign of Phil. Dylan is not responding. I don't know why. He isn't giving off any emotions. Oh no. If I find a corpse I think I'm going to be sick.

Dylan! Anything? Nope. Dylan! My demon was letting off lots of anger now, yet Dylan didn't respond to it at all. Something bad has happened. Where the hell is Phil?!

Panic took over me. Even my demon was freaking out and that's saying something.

We arrived at the entrance and that was when my heart skipped a beat. Staring at the needle on the floor, I knelt down to investigate it. Sleepy drug. What? It was filled with sleepy drug. What! I don't know the scientific name ok. News flash I'm not a scientist pal! I don't care what you are, just help me find Phil!

How do you it's a 'sleepy drug'? Smell. I've encountered that drug before once or twice in my life. Ok.

It could have  been anyone that this party, but it smells like something from...Lucy's realm. How do you know that? She wouldn't stoop that low, would she? Yes. I've smelt that smell before at a factory in her...country you could call it. I'm glad Phil gave me the Geography lesson earlier or I wouldn't have a clue what you were on about...but you still haven't answered my question!

Alex you're not going to like this but...I think it's time we went to Damon for help. I mean he knows hell like the back of his hand.

Sighing, I turned around to see Damon with a crowd of demons enveloping him. Fine.

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Phil's p.o.v

Wake up Phil! Wake up! He's coming...PHIL!

What? Ouch, my neck. I rubbed the side of my neck to feel a small scab, where the needle had been. There's also some bruising as well. Just great! My skin is no longer presentable. I had finally managed to control my spots and now this happens.

I looked around the dark room. It was pitch black. My eyes found it hard to adjust to the darkness. Did I mention I may or may not have a teeny tiny little fear of the dark? No you didn't. Oh. Well I am terrified of the dark. Why? Shouldn't it be Alex who's scared of the dark? No. He loves it...unlike me.

Whoa. I started to move around, swaying from side to side and back and forth. What's happening? How the hell should I know?! This is bad. This is really bad.

"Hello Phil, it's nice to finally meet you," a male voice spoke. I tried to locate the sound, but it kept echoing off the walls. Turning around, I stood up and held onto something cold and metallic. Then light appeared out of nowhere.