My demons (book 1)

New Zealand

Months had gone by and they hadn't had any dangerous encounters yet. They had bought a small house outside some city, Auckland perhaps, Aisha wasn't sure, in order to keep themselves isolated. The numbness of Lucas' loss had passed, and the pain would hit her out of nowhere, doubling her over, tormenting her body with sobs. Alina was having an even harder time accepting his death. The heaviness was in her limbs as much as her mind and she spent days or even weeks just lying in bed, looking at nothing. Things she used to find funny now only caused a deepening of her pain. Her laughter was often replaced with "He should be here," which had become her mantra in the past couple of months.

Aisha was crying again, lying on the gravel path that led to our house. The pain had hit her out of nowhere and made her curl into a ball. She didn't even knowing why she was crying anymore. All of her pains had blended into one big agony and every now and then, the pain became too grave, making her cry my eyes out while screaming from the agony she was feeling in her chest.

Jay found her on the floor and wordlessly carried her inside. He rocks her gently as she sobbed uncontrollably, resting her head against his chest. "My life is one big funeral," she let out between the sobs. Jay just sighed and squeezed her tighter. "Do you think she is dead?" she whispered, her voice shaking. "I think you would know if she was," he said quietly, holding her tighter against his chest.

He kept gently stroking her hair as she fell apart, her face buried in his chest, her hands fisting the fabric of his shirt.

"She said she knows...if I think about her strong enough. Do you think she knows now?" she whispered after her sobs subsided enough. She didn't know why she was even asking this, it didn't even matter anymore, but somehow it seemed to the brunette that the answer to that question could be fatal to her existence.

"I think she is trying not to feel it. I'm sure she would much rather be here with you and knowing how much you miss her is probably hurting her. But I think she knows."

She looked up at him and for a second it seemed as if his eyes flashed red. "How are your demons doing?" she asked, wondering if she was just imagining it. "They are mostly quiet these days," he shrugged indifferently. "So are mine," she nodded, hoping her gut feeling was wrong. It rarely ever was but she chose to ignore it. She didn't feel strong enough to deal with it at the minute.

They sat in silence after that, not knowing what to even talk about anymore. Alina and Aisha both rarely left the house and even if they did, they remained close.

Jay went to the city every once in a while to make sure they were still safe. He became friendly with some guy called Eric who was now spying for him.

Aisha had only seen him once but he seemed very sketchy to her. She didn't particularly like him, but that was the kind of person they needed to be on a look out, she thought. He was tall, thin, his skin as pale as the full moon. Hardened features of his steady face made him appear vigilant, like a snake looking for its' prey with his wide, black eyes with dark shadows under them.