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Harry stared down at America, who was sleeping on his chest, a sad smile plastered on his face. They can't be together. It's not good for her.
He's not good for her.
America has been through so much. She lost her parents. She lost her best friend. Her house burned down. She had to get her head slammed against a wall by a demon. All that, and she is just 17.
She needed peace in her life. Good in her life. He is not the good.
At least they are done with the demon. As soon as the thought crossed his mind, America started stirring, moans of pain escaping.
Harry tried waking her up, but she wouldn't even budge.
Soon, her moans turned into screams and cries. Tears streamed steadily down her cheeks.
Harry yelled once again loudly, shaking her. But this time, she woke up.
Her hazel eyes were wide open, breathing shakily as more tears streamed down her face. America wrapped her arms tightly around Harry's middle, as if her life was depending on it.
"It's okay. You're okay." Harry softly breathed into hair, hugging back just as tightly. "It's not, it's not done. I-it's not leaving." America whimpered.
"What's not leaving? America what is it." America looked up at Harry.
"The demon."
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"Are you sure that's what you saw America?" Georgia said motherly, seeing how fragile she is right now.
"Yeah. She woke up screaming and crying. She can't be lying." Harry answered for her, for America looked and was nervous.
"Well. I don't know anything about that. Did anything else strange happen this week, love?" Georgia asked again.
"Well, I got two phone calls. First it starts with some weird, robot-like voice talking shit. But then I hear my friend's screami-"
"Wait. What was her name? The one who was screaming." America stared at her curiously. "Amanda Jennig. Why?"
"She's in danger. She is caught by the demon."
"I think I know why it's still here." Harry smiles when he hears the familiar voice.
"Rae. Why, love?" Harry smiles at her.
"Ok, seriously? Our councilor in training, who's fourteen years-old, knows more about this stuff than we do. Seriously how are we the head councilors?" Joey lets out a frustrated groan, making everyone laugh.
"Anyway, the demon must want revenge. Maybe because you affected them in a way or something. You still have to fight it. But it is a risk you have to take."
"What risk?" America asks, ger voice wavering a bit.
"It might end with both of you alive, one of you dead, or both dead."
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