The Demon inside the Angel

The call

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Kalyie's P.O.V.

Saturday, 9:15 P.M.

The music from my earbuds pumps through my head and I bop my head back and forth to the beat,searching on google for some new information on my school assignment , geometry , gross. "When am I ever gonna need this in life..? " I mumble to myself. Why did I ever go to college anyway? School's a waste of time. I sigh and stare at the blank document page, tapping my finger on my chin. Suddenly, my phone begins to vibrate, shaking my whole bed. I jump a bit and quickly pick it up,reading the caller ID. No ID. Calling from Kentucky? I wonder who it could be? My curiosity overwhelms me so, I answer it and hold the phone in front of me, speaking into it. "Hello? This is Kaylie." I say,politely . I can hear a deep chuckle on the other side of the phone. I know this laugh..I know this person. My eyes grow as I become frozen . "Hey..There . How're you doing,Kay?" I can feel heat rise up in my cheeks. "F-Fine.." I take a breath to clear my throat before speaking again. "You,Zak?" I can hear some other people laughing in the background. Sounds like Thing 1 and Thing 2. (Aaron & Nick) "Guys,are you 5? Grown men don't have pillow fights." I can't help but giggle, I've always love those dinguses. Zak sighs with frustration...I've always loved when he was tense..he felt the best then- I mean. Sorry. I can hear some shuffling on the call and suddenly, he's gone. My face is automatically saddened, along with my soul. I set my phone down and continue to stare at my empty paper. Why did he hang up? Bad connection? Connecticut and Kentucky aren't that far away from each other. I sigh and try not to overthink. Once again, my phone buzzes again, this time, it was a face time call from Zak. I begin to panic and sit up quickly,fixing my hair and notice I still look like trash. I answer the phone but keep my camera turned off. Oh God, he looks amazing... I clear my throat and stare at the Man's beauty. "Sorry about that." he says, "I needed to move somewhere private." (why would he have to move somewhere private? It was just Aaron and Nick..)  "Oh alright, anyways, how're you doing ?" he begins to stretch and closes his eyes, I look at him in awe and secretly sneak a screenshot. "I'd be better if you were here,sweetie." My eyes widened. "Why don't you turn on your cam for me, princess?" I feel myself squeal and shakily touch the camera button. The phone loads up my cam and Zak gently smiles,making me blush worse. "I still can't really see you." I sigh and put my whole face in view and he grins wider. "THERE SHE ISSSS!" I giggle and rest my head on my palm. "So, why'd you call me? You lame-o."  He chuckles and tries spiking up his hair pointer then it already was,making me smile.  "Well.. 1. I miss you. 2. I want you to come investigate with us. We need your abilities, Kaylie. Plus, I would love to see you,again." My eyes grow. He (needs) me? "You need me huh? How bad is this place?" I open a new Google Doc and get ready to type information on the place.  "Well, The place is called 'Liberty Hall'. It's mildly haunted,but still worth investigating. Here's the websites descrption the haunting." My phone buzzes with a message, it's a link to the website. I open up the messages on my laptop and click the link. It reads; "

The Gray Lady

Perhaps the best known personage at Liberty Hall Historic Site is The Gray Lady. The legend of a spirit haunting Liberty Hall has been traced by some back to the 1880s, when Mary Mason Scott, the great-granddaughter of Senator John and Margaretta Brown. Mame (as she was known) reportedly saw a figure in gray in her second floor bedroom. Others trace the story further back, to the 1820s, when she was reportedly seen by the wife of one of Senator Brown's grandsons. Whatever the exact date and circumstance of her first appearance, the story of The Gray Lady of Liberty Hall continues to captivate the imagination of the public, and stories of her presence are still reported today.

The story of The Gray Lady of Liberty Hall is told in the new guided tour Our Beloved Ghost. Visitors can learn more about the woman believed to be the spirit, the women who saw her, and how 19th century Americans experienced and dealt with death. For information on tour times and prices, visit the 'Events Calendar'. I groan and continue looking over the website, this place is a joke. "Don't you think you guys are too good for this? It doesn't seem ...enough. Y'know?" Zak nodded, closing his eyes in that way he did. He had a way for everything he did, that nobody else could do, one of the many things I loved about him.  "Yeah, I know, but the owner really would like us to look into it, and we can't say no to anyone who needs our help, our answers. Anyone who needs us." I can feel myself begin to melt from his words, he was so sweet and kind and cared about complete strangers more than himself.  I shake off the girly thoughts and try to get back onto track. "I get that, but just try not to waste your time on this case, alright? We know that some people do just call you guys out for attention on their business, the way this website is looking, it sounds like a tour site. They may just want the attention."  Zak kinda glares at me. 
"You think so..? Well, kinda wish we had this call a few days ago, I'm already here." I shake my head "It's a small possibility, but still possible. Let's just hope not." I say softly, trying to reassure him . I watch his shoulders become less tense. "You always make me feel better... so, will you come investigate with us?" I scratch the back of my head and look at him, he looks like a kid begging their parents for a new toy. I shake my head. "I don't think so, it seems like a waste of time.." His eyes become saddened. "That's a shame... well.. it's late, I know you have homework to do. Sleep well, beautiful." Then, the call ends. I sigh and pull my earbuds out and sit up on my bed, shutting my laptop. I stretch my arms above my head and get sudden flashbacks..

~(flash back)~ 

The strong muscular man bonded her delicate hands above her head,as he slid a blindfold over her blue irises . Her breath was slow, but hot and lewd. She wanted him. More than he loved watching her like this. Her nude body on his bed, bonded down to where she couldn't move. Her chest, rising and falling slowly to the pace he traced his fingers down her stomach. She arched against his fingers and shivered as her body become lumped in goosebumps. He smirked and leaned down, hovering above the naked goddess. "I love you, Kaylie." he spoke softly to her, looking into her blindfolded eyes. "Never leave me."

~(end of flashback)~

I bite my lower lip softly, embracing my arms, (I've got to call him back.)