Devil In Disguise

CHAPTER 16

Kara's POV

I fastened my pace when I saw our house in the distance. I felt my heart thumping loudly in my chest. What should I tell mom? Its 8:00 pm now and I'm sure she'll keep asking me where I went because its so late, and thus I've got this scar on my forehead. What should I say?

Should I just tell the truth?

I approached the front porch. I heard a few voices talking inside. I raised my hand and knocked on the door.

I was already anticipating what would happen if I told the truth when the door opened. Light shined on me from the inside, and I was stunned when I saw Lucifer standing in the doorway.

"Kara!" I felt the air leave from my lungs when he suddenly crashed into me and hugged me. My mouth fell open a bit and I weakly hugged him back, I wasn't expecting this.

"Are you okay?" He pulled away from me and held my shoulders, looking at me from head to toe. He placed his hand on the scar on my forehead and rubbed it a bit.

"Honey! Where have you been? What happened to you? We were so worried!" I looked at mom who ran to me and hugged me tightly. She tiptoed to kiss my forehead.

"Lucifer here said that you didn't go to classes earlier and that you weren't responding to his texts," there was worry in her eyes as she looked at me and gestures her hands to Lucifer's direction. I bowed my head in guilt. Mom and Lucifer must've been so worried about me.

"Yeah, I actually thought you were sick that's why I came by just to make sure," Lucifer said. I looked up at him and his eyes were softly staring at me.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you guys worried.." I said and picked with my fingers. How am I going to say this now?

Mom pulled me to sit down on the sofa. Lucifer sat beside me while mom went somewhere. She returned with a first aid kit and started treating the scar on my forehead.

"What happened to you, dear?" She asked while pressing a cloth to my wound to wipe the dried blood away. I winced a bit when the scar stung.

"S-someone kidnapped me," Lucifer and mom both spared me a look. "I didn't know who they were and what they wanted..but luckily I managed to escape from them," I lied and looked down to avoid staring into their eyes or else I'll just get guilty.

"Oh, baby, are you okay?" Mom hugged me and I felt safe in her arms. I was actually scared when I woke up in the principal's house, I didn't know what to do at first and I was really nervous.

"Yes mom, I'm alright," I gave her a reassuring smile. She patted my cheek lightly before continuing to put a bandage around my forehead. I somehow felt a ease now that I'm in our house.

Mom left after that to put the first aid kit back. I turned to Lucifer and he looked back at me silently.

"You were lying earlier, weren't you?" He gave me a skeptical look and my eyes widened. How did he know? Is he some kind of a human lie detector machine?

"You looked nervous earlier and you were avoiding eye contact," he said and gave me a kind smile. "What really happened?"

I bit my lip. Should I tell him? He wouldn't say this to mom, right? I really don't want her to know. I can handle this myself and I don't want her to get involved in this mess. I just really want to find out what the principal is talking about that 'plan' of Dominic.

And besides, thinking about it now? Why does he even know about that? Is he connected to Dominic somehow? Ugh! My head is starting to hurt just thinking about it, there's so many things I don't know about.

"I'll tell it to you tomorrow," I said and he nodded. Mom went back inside the living room and Lucifer stood up.

"I should go home now, Mrs. Singleton and Kara," he said. Mom smiled at him and escorted him outside the door.

Dominic's POV

"What? She already came home?" I looked up from my phone and looked at Myst. I looked down on it again when it vibrated and saw a text from Lucifer.

Lucifer: She's home now. She said she was kidnapped. I don't know what really happened, she said she'll tell me tomorrow.

"Yeah, Lucifer said she's home," I answered and tossed my phone away beside me. It landed on the sofa and bounced a bit on its surface.

Kidnapped? Who kidnapped her?

I shot Myst an accusing glare. He noticed me staring at him a few moments later and looked back at me with a perplexed expression.

"Did you do this?" I asked him directly and his face became even more confused. He faced his body towards me.

"Did what, brother?" He arched his left eyebrow at me.

"You were the one who ordered to kidnap her?"

His eyes widened and he raised both of his hands up in a surrendering pose. "Woah! I'm not even doing anything!" He defended himself.

I gave him a skeptical look. "Oh really?" I asked sarcastically.

Myst huffed at stared at me as if he can't believe what I was saying. "Why are you suddenly blaming me? You've gone insane, brother!"

"Then who kidnapped her?!" I sprung to my feet and shouted. He crossed his arms over his chest and gave me an annoyed look.

"Why is this even such a big deal to you? She's already back at her house—"

"Because I already said it that no one touches her!" I growled and balled my hands into fists. My fists started shaking and I could feel my fingernails digging into my palm. I felt something awaken inside of me, urging me to go on and release all my anger.  It was like talking to me and provoking me.

I rubbed my forehead with my hand and closed my eyes. I took deep breaths and shut the voice away in the deepest and darkest corner of my mind, building up invisible walls to stop it from reaching to me. I need to take control.

Go on, Dominic. I know you're angry, don't hold it back.

I closed my eyes and groaned. No. No. Go away. Stop it. Shut up.

I concentrated when I felt it coming alive inside of me, a dark and evil creature rousing inside my soul. I was trying my best to fight it back, to not let it possess me again.

It took all of my strength to fight back. My legs weakened and I felt like I would fall anytime. No. I need to fight this back.

I felt Myst walking to me. I told him to keep away. I don't want to hurt him. I don't want to do the same mistake I did again.

I felt his hands securing me on my shoulders. I stayed still as he pulled me down to sit back on the couch, keeping his hand on my shoulder and telling me to calm down.

I gritted my teeth. Why won't it just leave me alone? Why won't it just back off when I tell it to do so? Why is it so determined to ruin my life every time it gets the chance?

This is all on you, Keila.