Killer From Purgatory || BBS

Chapter 11

"You've got to be fucking kidding me."

Craig, after talking to Smitty in the parking lot, eventually decided that it would be best if they went back to Craig's place and got in contact with everyone. However, since it was late, they settled on just telling Tyler the situation and having Smitty spend the night.

"I wish I was, Ty, but-"

"So he's been lying to us this whole time?" Tyler turns away from the demon and instead focuses on his fellow human. Up until now, Smitty had been quiet and tried to stay out of the couple's way while Craig explained, but after hearing Tyler raise his voice, his head shot up. There was a hint of fear in his eyes. Probably because he was being yelled at by someone who's engaged to a demon. "You knew Scott was alive and just let us all think otherwise?"

"I-I.." The boy stuttered.

"Ty, he's scared, leave him alone. He knows he made a mistake."

"Yeah, and Jonathan made the same mistake not too long ago and we didn't do shit and look where it got us! And that mistake was mostly harmless at the time, wasn't it?"

"You wouldn't have believed me even if I did tell you! I'd just be his stupid roommate that's in denial!" Smitty snapped just to keep the couple from getting into an argument because of him. "At least I'm telling you now before things get worse."

"How do we know they're not already worse-"

"Scott would be calling me up to stay at my place if he was in town. If anything, we have some time." Smitty growled, fishing his phone out of his pocket to check for any missed calls. Of course, there was nothing.

"Guys, let's just figure this out tomorrow. Come on, Smit, I'll show you to the guest room." He gestured for the human to follow him as he made his way to the stairs, not even turning around to see if he had listened as he reached the top. He lead the human down the left of the hallways for a few steps before reaching a white door. "Sorry if it's a little messy, we've kinda been storing shit everywhere these days." He apologized as he turned back to the younger.

"I-it's fine, Craig." He smiled, still clutching his phone in his hand. "Sorry to bother you and Tyler, by the way."

Craig ruffled Smitty's hair, smiling. "Don't mind Tyler, he's always like that. It's fine, Smit, don't even worry about it, okay? Just get some rest."

The demon leaves Smitty in front of the white door as he stretches his arms out, letting out a yawn as he reaches the master bedroom.

"I wanted to plan our wedding in peace, Craig. I didn't mean to get upset at the kid."

Craig collapses onto the bed, exhausted not only from work but from the situation he had been dragged into. His eyes flutter shut. "I know, Ty, but this is just how things are. When something happens and it could hurt the group, I need to step in." By now, Tyler had joined him on the bed, laying on his side so he could face the demon, twirling strands of his hair in his fingers.

"I know, babe, I know this is what you need to do, but I just wish you didn't have to." Tyler's voice was soft as he spoke to the demon, who kept his eyes closed as his breath slowed.

"I miss Evan." It was times like this that Craig thought of his brother, all the times they had shared from when they were kids to the last moment they had seen one another. It always made Craig feel guilty, like he hadn't done enough to help the hybrid with the job they were both given. No matter what, the spotlight was always shown on Evan, and he paid the price for it. The demon toyed with the engagement ring on his finger, enjoying the sensation of his fiancé's hands in his hair. "It just isn't fair." He breathes out, biting on the end of his tongue to keep from saying more.