Demons without Desire

Signs.

A/n: before anyone shoots... Read the whole chapter. I promise, you'll understand it.

Zak POV

I rubbed my face and looked at the sky to see a rainbow had appeared. Looking at the ground around me I never realised it had been raining whilst I was on the phone.

"Huh."

I tried to work out how this all became such a mess and the answer always reverted back to my lie. The domino effect had hit hard, real hard and tore myself and Kaylee apart.

All I could think of was how fragile she was, how every bruise on her body had been the result of an attack. How I missed her calls and scoffed seeing them with the thought of her coming back to me.

I never thought she would be ringing me as she was experiencing an attack. My conscience was heavy with guilt, so heavy I found it hard to stand.

All I wanted to see was Kaylee in my arms asleep safe and sound. How she would shuffle back into me to get warm. How thoughtful she was when we were in bed snuggling, she would tuck her hair away from my face, make sure I had plenty sheet and always asked if I was okay.

I always said yes..

I should have said no, I should have said no and told her I wasn't okay, I was more than okay. I was happy. For the first time in a very long time I was genuinely happy.

Because then I wouldn't have made such a pigs ear of the situation, if I just told her.. If I had just said to her about the Goldfield hotel! But I didn't, because what she didn't know, was that as I was covering my mistake, I was also planning the apology package.

I was going to sit her down and tell her properly. I then was going to explain to her that for one night only, she can have the keys to my museum and all the equipment she needs and wants to kick start her career in this.

I wanted her to become successful, I wanted her to be happy and most of all, I wanted her to experience that with me.

Apart of me wanted to know if she had booked this lockdown knowing about the incubus, as an angry decision brought on by my actions. I hoped not as all this really would be my fault.

The priest told me that she now would be more susceptible to incubus attacks in the future, now she had let one into her life for coming up to a week or longer. He also told me that it would take a long time and a lot of energy from both himself and Kaylee to rid her of the incubus demon.

From how she was in the restrooms, I didn't think she had much left, if anything. Her eyes were pleading for help and her hair was matted and dirty no doubt from the constant sweat on her skin.

How could she fight this? How could she put up a battle for her soul when she was physically, mentally and emotionally exhausted and unstable?

This is what demons did daily, drove you down until you couldn't stand no more, took you to breaking point and make you question everything in your life even down to your existence...

I sighed and decided it was now or never...

Bobbing and weaving I walked through the door and to the restrooms.

"K-Kay?" I spoke frowning. The cubicles were empty, there was no sign of her in here...

She's gone.