The Demons Inside. [ZM AU]

Ch: 24 || Maybe.

[Danny]

"Hey buddy. You okay?" I immediately snap my head up as soon as I heard talking, as I'm trained to. George doesn't like it if I delay a reply-he gets angry. It was Aaron who was talking to me, he is the only person in this household to be nice to me. The others all treat like dirt.

"Hi. Yes, fine. And you?" I sighed, running a hand through my already messy brown hair. I have hardly been getting any sleep recently because George really wants to find out where the desirables are. I have to admit, those guys are good at hiding. George was smart enough to send the couple who would be most reliable to get the desirables, but then again he's always smart. I have also been trained not to never say a bad word against him, because he apparently hears everything I say. That's really creepy and puts a lot of pressure on my shoulders.

"Don't lie, Dan. What's the matter, ma man?" Aaron smirks a little at his rhyme but I don't crack a smile. I don't smile about here. If I do something I think is worthy of being proud of, George will put down making me feel worse then ever. It's just the way my life works.

"I said I'm fine, Aaron. If you must know, I'm busy and stressed out because of work and jobs so if you don't mind-"

"-but I do mind. When's the last time you had a proper meal, and had a good nights sleep."

My delayed reaction gave him the answer he needed. He knew I couldn't remember a time when I had both of those things, or even one of those things. I was too occupied in working hard to impress George to care about myself. I myself was getting ill, weak and exhausted.

"Right. So you need to stop what you're doing right now, and you're coming with me to Mc Donald, okay?" Aaron turns away, obviously expecting me to follow but I don't budge. Why would I? Why would I disobey George's orders?

"Danny. I said, lets go." Aaron said in a more firmer tone but I still hadn't moved. He wasn't George or Brandon therefore he didn't frighten me.

"C'mon-"

"-what's going on here?" and here comes Satan.

"I was trying to get Danny to eat. He can't work like this-his brain won't function in the ways that would get great results that you need." Aaron explains to our leader while I look at the laptop on my lap anxiously. I wonder what George's reaction would be like.

"And who are you to order him around?" should I be happy because George is defending me, or be sad because George doesn't care about my health and wellbeing?

"Well-I. I just thought-"

"-you thought you could be clever, did you not? Listen here Aaron, you're intelligent, you have a brain so it's about time you used it! You do not boss around anyone in this household because you have no authority to. I would understand if it was Brandon, but you? You must be having a laugh! I like you, you're trustworthy and very loyal, but you need to keep your status in you mind." George had his fists clenched and there was this small vein getting ready to burst out of his shaved head. Scary vein.

"Yes sir." Aaron mumbles, looking at me one last time full of concern, and walking away. I actually want him back now because my stomach lets the tenth growl it's done in the past hour. I am hungry, in fact I am starving but I just haven't got the time to eat nor sleep.

"Are you hungry?" George places his grey eyes onto mines and for a second I spot a shimmer of concern before it quickly goes. He cares for me? Woah.

"I-I guess... so...-"

"-what food do you want? Italian, Indian, Chinese?" George grabs the landline phone and looks at me curiously, me shocked.