taming the demon in me

7

Zeke lets out a sight and looks at me then gets down from where he was sitting and speaks. " I was just so worried about you I wasn't sure if you could breath underwater or not. It's not unheard of for a demon to try and kill it's host if they don't see them as a fit suitor" Zeke says looking at me closely.

"It's okay, as long as its behind us now." I say making myself comfortable on the old tore up sofa. 

"Not totally i still feel bad about acting like that. You're right you dont know anything about being a demon. I'm not sure when but eventually my dad will expect you to start training with me. I have to warn you though it's more like punishment than anything, It's not your typical training. He'll chain you up and instigate your demon untill you learn how to shut her down quickly. Until you learn how to work with her." Zeke says sitting onto the floor besides me.

"Speaking of wasn't your dad supposed to call me?" I ask feeling myself sink into the couch as i get more tired. 

"Yeah he was going to but I told him that I would just come check on you." Zeke tells me pulling out his phone as we speak.

"Mmmmm," I mumble trying to fight against the over whelming need to fall asleep, "And why are you so up my ass? Your father dumped me off at my house, where i could have been killed without a care. Here you are though personally coming to check up on me. Even putting up with me breaking your lamp and pushing you into the lake."

Zeke has a small smirk creep onto his face looking at me after i said that. He reaches over and just pats my head, "Well, that would be due to the fact that you're not his typical type to change. You're a lot younger, smaller, and you're kinda cute." Zeke tells me puling his hand away and laying down on the other side of the room.

"Eww dont say that, youre probably like 300 years old. You sound like a creep." I say feeling my nose scrunch up. 

Zeke just smirks even more, "Oh dont be so prude, I'm only 50. Unlike you, I was born a demon. We age a little differently. My first 20 years was spent trying to get my demon undercontrol. My father used to lock me in a pure silver box until i could get my demon under control. I spent at least 3 years  

 I wake up in the morning and stretch feeling the cool air against  my hot skin as I get up from my makeshift bed and go to wake Zeke up. I quietly was over to him and look down to see him in nothing but dark red boxers and a the blanket around his feet. I stand there for a few minutes looking at him and checking him out. he looked so  cute with his hair in his face messily and softly snoring. My eyes travel down his body to see his nice abs and I would be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying them. After I get my self to stop checking him out, I wake him up and tell him that I'm ready to go do something.

We leave the tree house taking all of our things with us, and go to some place he had in mind. I walk with him down the road for a bit when I start to get hungry. I try to push my hunger to the side and ignore the need for food, but my stomach then lets out a very loud growl like an angry bear. I let out a sigh and Zeke tells me he knows a place where we can go to get something to eat. I smile at him happy because my stomach was not on my side and was making its presents very well known. Zeke and I keep walking for a bit until we arrive at this small dinner looking place. It was very small on the inside with maybe four tables with enough seats to fit four people and three two seat tables.

I smile as we walk in and the mouth watering sent of French toast and waffles imeateatly fills my nose and I smile . Zeke walks us over to a tabe and sits down and so do I on the other side. I wait for Zeke because my mind was already made up on what I wanted the second i walked through those doors. Zeke, much to my relief, didn't take that long to decide on what he wanted to eat and called a waitress over. The waitress comes over she seems nice with dark brown hair pulled back in a bun and light blue eyes. She smiles at both of us quickly taking our order and then leaves.

I go to start a conversation with Zeke when a man comes up behind me and clears his throat. I turn around to look at him but Zeke quickly grabs my arm and shakes his head not to. I look at him confused, but he only keeps shaking his head looking serious. Zeke looks back over to the guy and tells him to pull up a chair and the man dose quickly. When I finally get to see the man I freeze and I feel my face go pale. The man was a well known demon hunter.