I don’t know who hung up on the phone, me or Amy. All I know is that I’m yanking my door open, walking to Dan’s room and knocked it so hard I was sure I would have destroyed it had he not opened after the third time.
“Christ Flo, what’s happening?” he asked, annoyed that I woke him up. Well he’s in for it now, because I’m mad.
“When are you planning to tell me?” I asked and his face was suddenly guilty.
“What are you talking about?”
“Don’t you lie to me, Dan,” I snapped. When he sighed and bent his head down, I knew that he knew it all along. “Why didn’t you tell me?!” I yelled at him in a desperate tone, hoping that he will give me a good enough reason for hiding something like that from me.
After a moment, Dan finally raised his head and looked at me. “I don’t want those Demons following you to attack you.”
I gasped in shock. “You knew?!”
“Of course I knew! Why did you think I didn’t tell you that Simon’s mother and sister are both dead? Because the moment you step out of this city, all hell will break lose!” Dan yelled. He never yelled at me like this; like he wanted to hurt me. I backed a few steps away, my eyes wide in shock. “Oh for God’s sake, I’m not going to hurt you,” he said in a lower voice.
“I know that. I’m just angry at you right now,” I said.
“You’re angry at me for keeping you safe?” he asked in disbelief.
“No, I’m angry at you because you keep on treating me like I’m a child. I can decide for myself, Dan. Just because you’re older and feels responsible for me doesn’t mean you have the right to deprive me of something that you think is not important for me to know. I am so disappointed in you.”
Dan continued to stare at me, his jaw setting and I know one more word to provoke him and he’ll lose it. He’s going to change into a werewolf. I thought he’s not going to speak, I thought he was done. But he opened his mouth and said, “You don’t understand, Flo. You’re being selfish right now and I know you love Simon but if—” he broke off, balling his fists, controlling himself. “I’m not treating you a child. I’m being the responsible and mature person here because—”
“Argh! That’s it. I’m going back there. I don’t care what you have to say. You can’t stop me.” I turned my back on him and walked to my room but he stopped me. “What?!” I screeched.
“You’re going back there, and then what?” He demanded angrily, his grip tightening on my arm. “What will you do? What can you do?”
“I could atleast be there for him!” I spat on his face. “This time, to hell with everything!” I yanked my hand away from his grip and stalked back to my room to pack.
“Now that you know,” he said, making me stop on my tracks, “would you mind telling me what he will feel if you’re going to be the next one? Do you even stop and think that maybe the reason he didn’t come here was because he doesn’t want to lose you?”
I turned back around and looked at Dan. He’s looking down, hands balled into fists. “Do you even think what I would feel if…if you—”
“That’s not going to happen,” I said but even then, I wasn’t sure. I understand Dan’s reason. But I’m not going to spend my life living this way: hiding and not doing anything, letting others face the Demons for me.
Dan remained quiet.
“Dan, I have to do this with or without you. I can’t live like this.”
Finally, after a long mental argument Dan had with himself, he looked at me. “I hope that bastard know what he has in you.”
“He does,” and then I turned to walk back to my room and pack up. Simon needs me and I couldn’t sit here and wait for another death to happen.
After half an hour I was ready to go. I didn’t care if it’s the wee hours of the morning. I was single-minded to leave and go straight to Simon’s side. Going out of my room, I hurried to get out of the apartment but was surprised to find Dan standing by the door, carrying a bag on his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
Dan rolled his eyes out and threw his hands up. “What kind of question is that? Of course, I’m going with you.”
I frowned. “Why?”
“You really think I would let you out of my sight again?”
Sighing, I closed my eyes and hugged him. “Thank you,” I said as I feel a huge wave of relief wash over me.
