I try to shake off the rush of feelings as I pull out of Astrid's driveway, but I just can't. I shake my head. How is it possible that after all this time, I still get a nervous feeling in my stomach when Astrid looks at me? She's just so beautiful. After what just happened, though, I don't know what will happen next, and that alone scares me; the fact that it's with her, however, is even more intimidating.
I try to figure out what to do about her and Angela. I've never seen either of them like that. It was rude and arrogant to lie to Astrid, but I'd already been to Angela's house, and she'd been a nervous wreck, spouting off stuff about how Astrid was a demon and all sorts of other stuff, including other, more colorful and distasteful words. If I'd learned anything over the years, it was that cussing was something to be reserved for very special occasions so it was more shocking.
Astrid had been just like Angela, and I couldn't help but hug her. She had looked so helpless, so sad, and scared.
I try to focus on the road. I can't have another car accident. They were all so annoying, with the medics around and people asking, "Are you okay?" I had been through much worse over the years. A mere accident was nothing to me. If anything, they should've been paying attention to the others, in the other cars. So I keep my eyes on the road, every once in awhile, and I take a few turns until I pull into Angela's driveway. I think to myself, I can't believe I'm about to do this. After all these years, the charade was up. Angela deserved to know what was going on, though.
I put the truck in park and step out of the car.
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Demons
SeramEveryone has to deal with their own demons from time to time. Sometimes, they are so-called "friends". For others, they are their family. They are always able to defeat them at some point. But what happens if the demons just won't leave you alone? W...
