The Demon's Chase

Chapter 5

Even though we had planned to leave, we decided to stay because we needed more rest than we were getting.

I woke up at three in the morning after getting half an hour of sleep, breathing heavily. I felt his presence. He was here I could feel it. I shook Hazel awake and she lazily stirred. I desperately rolled her over.

"What?" she groaned as she sat up. Even though I was trying my best to hide it, she probably saw I was scared because she stopped complaining.

I whispered as quiet as the air around us, "..He's here". I was barely able to croak it out. My throat felt dry and irritated. She quickly headed towards the door and I followed close behind, all of my belongings already packed from when we had arrived. I was just about to walk out after she got outside when the door slammed shut. I felt a tug on the back of my shirt collar as I was pulled down to the floor and slammed against the wall. Hazel pounded on the door but it wouldn't open. I knew this was it for me. But I didn't see why I couldn't try. I clumsily got to my feet. 

"Show yourself!" I screamed, looking around the room. There he appeared, right in front of me. He let a single dark chuckle escape his lips. "It's so adorable to see you, of all people, trying to fight back," another chuckle came, loudly, "You know you're weak right? Of course you do. Just give up now, its worthless to put up a fight".

It was true. It was worthless to put up a fight. And I did believe I was weak. But in some ways, I could be brave. Or stupid, I could never really tell the difference when it came to my mind and insane ideas. Still, I refused to back down. "Whether you like it or not, I won't go down without a fight. Whether I'm prepared or not, I can afford to take a few hits and deal some out as well". I said that statement quite bravely, but there was still a part of me that was afraid. 

"Hm. I guess it would be more entertaining to see you struggle" he smirked and grabbed a hold of my throat while dragging me up the wall with one hand, and threatening me with a knife with the other. "Give up now, and I might not kill you. Just leaving you alone, wishing you were dead". Even though his grip on my throat was tight, I managed to croak out, "I'll never give up, over any dead body let alone mine". At that he smiled and kept me there. He dragged the knife down my arm, leaving a deep cut. I held back a wince, refusing to give him the satisfaction. I managed to slyly reach into my boot and I got my knife out. I cut down his back, but he didn't even flinch. That's when my fear started to show. I had to figure something out, quick. I looked around me, then noticed something on his leg. It was an already open cut, this was my chance! There was a broken shard of glass on the ground, balanced against the wall. The demon was talking to me, but I had tuned him out, focusing on the glass. I stuck it in the edge of my boot, then kicked it into his exposed cut. Out of reflex, he flinched backwards. I ran towards the window and reached for the latch, but as much as I pried it wouldn't budge. I started to panic and dizziness filled my head. He saw me and we made direct eye contact. Without thinking, I latched onto the frame of the window and kicked the glass until it broke. He grabbed my shoe, but I shook it free and sprinted to the car as I jumped in. 

"Drive!"

Hazel quickly and clumsily steered us out of the parking lot and down the freeway while I sat there just catching my breath.