The Devil's Friend

Chapter 8

Martha's POV

My husband and I figured our kids and Brent and their other friend were asleep, although they seemed off. I could see through Zander's eyes they looked so watery but I wasn't going to ask him now. I figured I'd ask him in the morning. I was in the bathroom flossing my teeth, the mirror was so old I should really consider remodeling it. I was almost finished when I looked down to spit and looked up and almost having a heart attack. I saw fingers peeking from behind the shower curtain.

I instantly looked back at the curtain and didn't see any fingers anymore. I thought that maybe my mind was playing tricks on me from just being tired. I continued just about flossing when the lights went out and I panicked trying to find the light switch until I did. I felt like I could faint any second now? For the slightest second I saw a girl standing right behind me in the mirror. She had red hair..I could see black liquid leaking from her eyes, I whimpered but didn't want to be loud and worry my husband. I turned around to see nothing...I looked around panicking to see I could see anyone weird in here.

I fell into silence and out of the blue came a knock from the other side of the door and I nearly stumbled back towards the wall and remembered it was just my husband knocking on the door. I walked up to the door and opened it to see him looking at me with concern on his face. I tried to look and act normal as if nothing happened.

"Honey..you okay?" My husband asked

"Uh-Uh yeah just thought I heard something" I said nervously looking back around the bathroom

He looked at me for a minute debating on whether he should believe me or not but he ended up believing me anyways. I exited the bathroom and room got into bed. My husband was fast asleep but me...I was trying to sleep but just staring at the dark bathroom made me so uncomfortable that I just had to close to be able to sleep. I got up and walked to the door shutting it when I saw an arm grab my arm from the darkness and pull me into the bathroom, it was that same girl she was choking me and screaming in my face yelling and yelling so many things. I began screaming for my husband.

"GET OUTTTT!!!" The girl yelled as she was screaming so close to my face.

"AHHH JACKSON!! SO-SOMEONE HELP" I yelled out hoping he'd wake up fast enough before she hurts me. She couldn't be real she can't be this had to be my imagination.

                                   Jackson's POV

3:34am

   I jolted up from my sleep when I heard my wife scream bloody murder coming from the bathroom. I jumped out of the bed almost falling since I couldn't see in the dark. I reached the door knob but it wouldn't twist all the way, I pulled the door knob twisted every way it could twist but it wouldn't open.

"Damnit! MARTHA! Honey open the door!" I said still firmly holding the door knob while banging on the door.

I heard the door to my bedroom swing open my daughter and her friend standing there in horror. My son and Brent came rushing in helping me push the door. After three pushes or so the door swung open. I looked down to see my wife on the floor as if she was trying to get someone off her but no one was on top of her. Zander and I rush over to help her get up from the floor. We helped her sit on the bed as she had her eyes shut rubbing her forehead out of pain. She was breathing like crazy..I knew she had a anxiety attack. I rubbed her back for comfort letting her know she wasn't alone.

"Honey what happened?" I asked bending down in front of her, now rubbing her knees for comfort.

"who the hell attacked you mom?!" Zander asked looking around like a mad man.

"It's not...WHO...attacked me...it's WHAT..attacked me" my wife said as she was breathing so heavily. She was sweating like never before as she kept looking at the bathroom. When she said that I didn't know how to react. Keyword 'what' which meant something that was not human attacked her. I looked at her as she looked back trying to process what she had just said.

"What do you mean?" Veronica asked looking scared yet confused.

"I don't.. she..she looked so beaten and just so angry..her hair was red, white dress...even had a doll with her" my wife said staring off into space. I looked over to my disgusted white had a horrified look on her face as if she knew what my wife was talking about.

"Veronica" I said looking at her.

"Yeah?" My daughter asked sounding nervous not looking at me.

"What do you know" I said getting up facing my direction towards her.

"I saw her...dad I-I saw her too that same fucking girl...walking down the path from behind Brent's house I just knew it!" My daughter said as she looked down starting to sob while Brent grabbed her for comfort looking up at me.

"Did someone die in this house?" Zander asked looking around.

"No..th-that's impossible..the landlord wouldn't do that to us" Veronica said with tears streaming down her face.

"He would've known..he has to!! He's the landlord goddamnit Vero!!" Zander said now yelling.

"Landlord or not it's not his business!! For god sakes Zander he only owns the land not the house" My daughter yelled out pushing Zander back.

"Okay!! Your mother is still shaken up...I don't need more arguments..the four of you go sleep we can talk about this tomorrow and look for options" I said as I pushed the four of them out of my room shutting the door.

"cmon let's sleep" as I got into bed cradling my wife in my arms so she'd feel safe.