My demons (book 1)

Revenge

Alina came back home soon after the guy had died. She stopped at the entrance and looked at Aisha, her eyes questioning, mouth slightly agape.

"Jay," the brunette simply shrugged. She had no energy for this.

Alina shook her head and lay on the couch, closing her eyes as Aisha and Eric shared another bottle of whiskey.

A few hours later, doors swung open again and a black haired, olive-skinned girl walked in, dragging unconscious Jay with her.

Alina got up from the couch in an instant. "Emily," she hissed, her voice venomous as she took her place in the centre of the room, next to Aisha who was already on her feet as well.

"You just won't die, would you?" she muttered before she could stop herself.

Emily let out a cold laugh and placed Jay on the floor. "What the hell happened here?" she asked, looking at the disaster that was their living room. There was a dead guy lying in a puddle of his own blood, right next to him were four or five empty liquor bottles. They were lying recklessly close to a few broken ones, which were covered in Aisha's blood from when she had smashed them earlier during her breakdown. There were Eric's cigarette butts lying all over the floor and there was some dried blood on the wall, probably also a reminder of Aisha's breakdowns.

"None of your business," the aforementioned brunette spat.

"Okay...Where is Claire?" she taunted with a smirk, making Aisha's blood boil. Before she could launch herself at the woman, however, Alina interjected.

"None of your business either, last time I checked," she said, her voice arctic.

"I see," Emily laughed, looking at Aisha. "So Claire left her beloved alone with a psychopath, a killer who can't control himself and a girl who is too weak to even lift a knife to fight? That's some true love you got there."

It all happened in seconds. A stab of a knife that penetrated her heart was followed by a muffled scream before Emily's body fell lifelessly into Alina's arms that were still holding the knife. She put her dead body down next to the other corpse, pulling the knife out of her. "I guess I can lift up a knife after all," she murmured, eyeing the bloodied blade with interest.

"What in the gods name was that?" Aisha sputtered out, eyes wide with shock.

"She killed Lucas. There is your revenge. Claire can come home now," Alina replied, her voice shaking.

"Who is this Claire?" Eric questioned, still sitting in the corner of the room, seemingly unfazed by the events that had just occurred.

"The reason you ain't getting laid," Alina responded with a smirk.

They heard Jay's groans that were followed by a bunch of swear words. "Good morning sunshine," Eric drawled, earning him a glare. Before he could make any mean remarks, however, Alina was beside him, taking his attention away from the serpent-looking guy.

"You are awake," she exclaimed, kneeling down next to him.

"What happened?" he asked her tiredly. The look on his face showed he knew exactly what happened but feared it all the same.

"Your demon happened," Aisha replied, confirming his theory. "You didn't tell us you aren't controlling them anymore."

"I'm sorry, you were both so sad I didn't want to bother you with it," he admitted quietly, pain colouring his voice.

"I thought you were getting better at controlling them," Aisha confessed and he shook his head in shame. "It was just easier right after I was released from those people, my demons were pretty starved back then. After they regained their strength, I had nothing to fight them with."

Aisha nodded in understanding. "We need Claire here. Now. She will know what to do."

"Do you think she can see and hear us right now through your eyes?" Alina asked and Aisha shook her head. "She isn't that powerful, Ali."

"Even if she did, she can't just pack her bags and leave," Jay shrugged before Alina could make a counter argument against Aisha's claim.

"I wish she could." the brunette sighed.