Destined Demons

Chapter Thirteen | Stubborn and Clumsy

The soft sound of rain hitting against the window causes my eyes to flutter open. The quietness of the room soothes me as my eyes focus on the partially opened window and I watch as a couple of raindrops hit the windowsill.

As I silently watch the dark clouds gathering in the sky, my brows slowly draw together when I realize that I don't recognize the window. My eyes begin flickering across the small bedroom I'm in and I start to lean up.

I sit in the soft bed with the blankets pulled up to my waist and a small party going on in my head. I cup the side of my head as I look back at the window, relishing in the sound of the rain hitting against the side of the house, even though I don't know where I am.

After having a few seconds to myself, I run my fingers through my hair as I turn to the other side of the room and my eyes widen instantly. Gabriella lays in the chair next to the bed, curled up in a small ball form with a blanket wrapped around her.

As I stare at the sleeping brunette, I begin to remember last night's events. I remember meeting Liam, who had coincidentally handcuffed me to a pipe in a cellar because he thought that I was going to turn into a wolf or something along those lines. I remember Gabriella blowing pixie dust in my face and kidnapping me.

And... Yeah. That's about it.

I climb out of the bed and make my way over to the white door at the end of the room. Opening it quietly, I lean out and am met with a long, cozy hallway. My eyes instantly begin roaming over the picture frames hanging up all over the light blue halls. Each space is nearly filled, and if there isn't a picture there, there is some type of antique to fill the void.

I walk down the hall silently as I stare at each picture, seeing a reoccurrence of a small, old woman. Liam is in some of them, and as I get further down the hall, the pictures he is in, he becomes older and more and more of the pictures of him and some others.

My brows furrow when I stand in front of a picture of Liam and Gabriella. In the photo, they're standing in a stream, surrounded by a thick pack of trees and behind them, a small waterfall with large rocks where you could definitely jump off into the water. Gabriella was riding on his back in a pink bikini, a giant smile gracing her face as Liam carries her around with the same look of happiness.

I look to the next to picture and I'm more stunned than before. Next hangs is a simple picture of three familiar boys lighting fireworks, not the right or safe way, though. All the large fireworks the idiots could find, probably, were are tied together and put on the roof of someone's car. The tallest boy with brown hair was in a running away pose with wide eyes and his brows were definitely reaching for the stars. The other brunette, who wore a drawn on mustache on his face, had his arm raised in the air and a scary smile on his face like he had just won a prize or something. And lastly, the dirty blonde boy with the devious eyes had his teeth clenched in a wide smile and eyes wide as he held the lighter next to the fuse.

"They set off a firework on someone's car?" I mumble to myself, brow raising automatically at how insensitive they are. "Dumb."

As I continue walking down the hall, I find more pictures of my friends and Liam. Like Christmas pictures where Gabriella and Jaxon are forcing Noah into a Santa hat, but by the look on his face, I can tell he did not enjoy one bit.

My eyes flicker over to the pair of white stairs leading downwards and I begin to wonder where everyone else is, or if I'm the only one away. Well, they kidnapped me, so I think it's one-hundred percent fair for me to walk around their house as much as I like.

Shrugging to myself, I walk down the stairs, trying my hardest to keep quiet. I come down to the last step and the first thing I see is the back door in the kitchen. My brows raise instantly and I slowly begin walking towards it. As I step into the kitchen, I hear a soft snore that causes every bone in my body to stiffen.