Loathsome Love (Chaotic Kiss Trilogy #1)

Chapter 8: Death Glare

We walked in. And saw Valli stirring a stew, very classy.

“Didn’t expect to see you all so soon. Especially you two, who are you anyways? Wait don’t tell me, your names are like Mitchie and Ken right? ”

“My name is Me-Chi-Ay. Don’t pronounce it like that again.” Michie spoke up.

“Oh shut up, so why are you here again?” Valli ignored Michie after that.

“We came to get Aaron back,” Chelsea spoke up.

“But why would you want to take away the love of my life?” Valli questioned us. All I could do was try not to laugh.

“Valli, you gotta be kidding? You probably just want to use him. You probably don’t actually love him,” Daemon shook his head.

“What would you know about love, Daemon?” Valli cried. “You’ve never been in love.”

“What would you know?” Daemon defended himself. “You haven’t been around. You wouldn’t know. How do you know I’m not in love? In fact I am. And he’s super sweet, and happens to be standing right beside me.” I look at him. Then look at his left side. There stood Chelsea. I then looked to his right. I realised then who he was talking about. When I looked at his right, I was looking at myself. He’s in love with me. And he admitted it, to me, to his sister. To everyone that matters. This will be a night to remember, in a good and bad way.

“Of course, I knew it. I knew you liked boys. I knew it from when we were little. And how long have you known each other for?”

“We’ve known eachother for about three weeks now.”

“And you’re in love?” Valli hissed. “You’re kidding me, Daemon?”

“No I’m not.” Daemon stood his ground. “Love isn’t judged by time. It’s measured by how you feel. And I knew that as soon as I saw him. He looked gorgeous. And I saved his life. I saved him from my crazy psychotic bitch of a best friend. She was shooting at him. And I knew there that I always wanted to take care of him.”

“Then you’re going to want to save him now?”

“What are you talking about?” She barely let him finish before she drew a gun, but as soon as she drew it. It was shot. Valli aimed the gun at me and shot. It all happened so fast. The bullet coming so close to me before Daemon jumped in front of me, saving my life again. But he was gone. He had passed out. He was shot in the heart. Valli shot her brother. Valli had shot my love. And I would never forgive her. I wanted to kill her. And I probably would’ve if it weren’t for Chelsea.

She grabbed my shirt, before I could throw myself onto Valli. I was pissed. I wanted to cry. But I needed to be strong. I hated this. He shouldn’t have died. Valli shouldn’t have done this. Why? Why now? When I finally fell in love, I’m heartbroken. I want to die now. I can’t believe this.

Chelsea

Daemon, why? Why Daemon? He didn’t deserve this. No one deserves this. Not even Garrett. Well maybe Valli. But no one actually deserves it. I feel bad for Garrett now. Daemon was his first love. I can’t think of what could happen now. He wants to kill Valli obviously. I do too. But we can’t. It wouldn’t be good.

“How could you? Why would you do that? You know he would protect me. Yet you still went and killed him” Garrett said on the verge of tears.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t mean to kill him.”

“THEN WHY THE FUCK DID YOU SHOOT?!”

“I don’t know,” Valli started crying.

“I’m done talking to you. We’re leaving,” Garrett wiped away his tears. “Let’s go guys. I don’t want to see this murderous woman anymore.” And with that we left. I don’t know what Valli’s face looked like as we left. I didn’t care anyways. I just wanted to get away from here. While we left, Ken grabbed Daemon’s body. I was not going to let him be buried. We’re keeping his body. There has gotta be a way to bring him back. Maybe Michie can do something. I hope so. But for now I need to talk to someone else.

“Hey. Can I talk to you for a moment?” I asked Garrett. Yes, Garrett.

Garrett

Fuck. She wants to talk to me, about what, Daemon? I don’t want to go. But if I don’t she might try to shoot me again, great. Guess I have no choice. But do I ever with her? Not really. I hope she lets me off easy though. I really don't have the balls to say anything personal to her.

After the long day that seemed to drag on for forever, it would be dragged on even longer.

“Hey Garrett,” Chelsea exclaimed.

I groaned. “What do you want to talk to me about?”

“Oh that,” She giggled. “I wanted to tell you what Daemon told me. And I can do it now, because of what happened.”

“Oh well what is it?” I asked.

“I’ll just tell you everything that happened while you were knocked out.” She started.

Chelsea

We arrived at the hospital. I didn’t want to come but I really had no choice. It was my fault the kid got hurt. But it was his fault for wearing all black and looking suspicious. I wish Daemon wouldn’t have run either. Why did he try to save the kid anyways? That’s fishy. I should ask him later. But for now we need to check the kid in.

Stupid hospital, it took an hour just to get him checked him, and another one for him to be treated. Ugh it’s just so complicated. Well the kid is finally knocked out. I can ask Daemon why he helped the kid. I hope the kid can’t hear us.

“Hey Daemon, can I ask you something?” I asked him.

“Sure. What is it?” He replied.

“Why did you pick the kid up?” I inquired. “And start running with him?”

“I-I just felt like it. Is there a problem?” He threatened.

“No. I just thought you...” I started. “Liked him,”

“Seriously,” He asked, looking baffled. “You thought I liked him?” OK this is not going how I planned it.

“So you don’t?” I asked not convinced.

“You can’t tell him, what I’m about to tell you.” He looked conflicted.

“I won’t. You know I won’t. We’re best friends.” I said comforting him.

“I do like him. I just love his dark hair, his blue eyes, his innocence, his fierceness, how he doesn’t give a fuck.” He had a sparkle in his eyes. “I know he probably doesn’t like me. But I can’t help it. And I won’t give up hope.”

“Well hot damn.” I said weakly.

“What?” He asked.

“Oh nothing, I just think it’s cute,” I lied. I didn’t know what to say. I knew he was gay. He was ever since he was fourteen. But why would he like the kid? He just met him and the kid is stupid, mentally. He’s not a bad looker though. Ugh Daemon always gets the cute ones. Oh well. He deserves them. He is pretty hot. And smart which is why I don’t see why he chose someone as dumb as the kid.

“Why do we need to wait for him?” I complained.

“Because it’s polite, and it’s your fault,” Daemon replied. “Besides the doctor said he’ll be awake any minute now.”

“He sure is taking his damn time,” I retorted.

“Not my fault the doctors knocked me out,” The kid said finally coming to.