Demons || Jaythan

Bad Blood

That these are the days that bind you together, forever

And these little things define you forever, forever

All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry?

It's been cold for years, won't you let it lie?

- Bastille; Bad Blood.

Chapter Four:

Once the adrenaline was all burned out it finally hit me what I had just done. I felt disgusted but not because of what i've just done, oh no; I felt disgusted 'cause I didn't feel a thing about it, there was no guilt in me. I had tore up a family's life and I didn't feel guilty or horrified. To be completely honest I felt a little content.

I was worried.

The demon was slowly taking over me, possessing me, using me. He had completely left me alone now I'd done his dirty work for him - at least I think he had, I guess I'll find out tonight when I go to sleep. I suddenly remembered that when I got back I knew the other lads were going to interrogate me with question after question and I didn't really know what to tell them. I quickly checked to see if there was any blood stains on me but fortunately there wasn't. I was getting nearer and nearer to the house but I had yet to make up an excuse on my whereabouts.

I know I had told Tom that I was going for a walk before I left but I was outside a little too long to validate that excuse, it would only raise suspicions. I decided that I was continue with the 'I went out on a walk' excuse but add that I had bumped into an old friend and we got talking, losing track of time.

They'd believe that right? Did it even sound believable?

I was unsure.

I bit my lip. I was outside the door to our house. There was only a few lights on but I knew when I opened the door they would all be there waiting on the sofa for me. I hadn't a clue on how long I've been out for but I knew it was way over an hour, the sun had just started to set when I left and now it's completely gone.

I grabbed my set of keys from my left coat pocket and inserted the key into the lock twisting it but it was already unlocked. I pulled out the key before putting them back into my pocket and pressed down the handle and timidly pushed open the door. My legs and hands shaking, I could feel sweat on my forehead dripping down.

Wow, I thought, how suspicious do I look? I might as well have a sign nailed to my forehead saying: 'I just killed a man, Yay!'

"Where have you been?!" Jay was the first one to speak. He looked and sounded like a very strict mother who had just caught their child sneaking in after curfew.

"Out." I sputtered out, it sounded more like a question however. "I told Tom before I left, I went for a walk. Didn't he tell you?"

"That was nearly two hours ago!" Tom defended.

I scratched the back of my neck. Time to use my, oh so amazing excuse. "I bumped into an old friend on my way back. We hadn't seen each other in a few years, he offered me a drink at the pub I could't say no he practically dragged me there. We got talking about the old times and I guess lost track of time. I'm sorry."

"You could've called!" Jay had now started to look angrier and angrier by the second, his voice getting louder and I was afraid he would start shouting at me - I hated it when people shouted.

I looked down in shame. Suddenly feeling small I protectively crossed my arms over my chest, swallowing down the vomit I could feel arising up my throat.

"M-my phone i-it ran out..of battery.."

"Bullshit!"

"Jay, calm down! You're scaring h-"

"Shut up Tom!" Jay snapped and Tom scampered off.

Jay then looked at me, I could see how angry he looked and it was scary. He then started to walk up to me whilst I started to take steps back from him. I whimpered as my back hit the wall and Jay was right in front of me now.

I looked around hoping that either Siva or Max was here but they wasn't. I was completely on my own, defenceless. I almost wanted to laugh at the irony but I was afraid that it would only add more fuel to the fire and anger Jay more. I had never seen him this angry before.

"Jay" I whimpered. "Please...I'm sorry"

Jay's eyes softened and he let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose he spoke up in a hushed tone. "No, I'm sorry Nath. I shouldn't have flew off the handle like that, I'm really sorry if I scared you I know you don't like people shouting at you."

"It's alright, I forgive you. I guess we are both in the wrong, aye?" I softly laughed.

"But please don't go for so long like that and always make sure your phone is charged. You scared me so much!"

I rolled my eyes. "Alright Mum."

Sorry :/.