Everyday life with my demon friend

Chapter 3

As we arrived to the graveyard, first thing I noticed was a dead body in the middle of pathway. I almost freaked out. What if anyone saw it?

"Are you insane? How could you leave a corpse like this? Wait a second, isn't it the guy from the fifth year? That one you are supposed to 'date'?" If it continuous like this, I am gonna need to book the best room in asylum.

"Maybe, but I swear he died on natural causes."

"From this point of view it looks like he was pushed from the cliff." My speculations are always right because the next thing she said was:

"Well, let's say he died on gravity's natural." I just signed. Sometimes I assume she had run away from asylum and we met when she was free for the first time of her life. She acts like that.

"Don't you wanna do something about your broken finger first?" I was concerned about it a little too much. I don't want her to harm herself even more.

"Maybe I exaggerated a bit. I hadn't broken anything. I had just been lonely and wanted you to come." She laughed nervously. "Can I have a question?" She didn't let me reply. "On the scale from one to ten, how mad you are right now?"

"I'm hovering somewhere in the high thirties." I caught this kind of speech from Hester. When I was little I was the sweetest thing in the world. Then she came and corrupted me. Before I met her I hadn't even known what sarcasm was. And now? I'm just like her. Bad influence is everywhere.

The digging of the grave took us quite long time. I'm not exactly sure how long but it was long enough for me to freeze to death. "I don't understand it. It was hot during the day and now it looks like the next Ice Age came along."

"I couldn't agree more. This weather is almost as cold as my heart."

"How lovely to know this random information." I smirked even though I am not sure if it was visible in the dark that covered the whole graveyard.

After another 15 minutes the grave was perfect. Maybe it's not normal but I can't help it and admire our work. We got a lot better. At the beginning our graves were messy and not so deep due to the lack of time. However now it's even in a pretty shape.

"Come on, help me with the corpse." As I turned around to grab the body, Hester hit me with something.

"Flesh war!" She shouted little louder than she should have and threw another part of the body on me."

"Did you have to hit me with a corpse's leg? Was that really necessary?" I asked furiously.

"Necessary, no. Hilarious, yes. You should see your face." She started to laugh uncontrollably.

"Whatever. Now stop joking and help me. We need to go home before somebody realises that we are missing." This thought terrified me.

"You're no fun. Fine, let's do it. I need some more sleep till tomorrow, anyway." She yawned.

"You mean today, don't you? It's after midnight."

"Shit, I didn't realise. Time passes quicker when you have fun." At that moment I had a sudden urge to slap her across the face and leave her there. Sometimes it happens. She has a complicated personality. Anyway, we quickly hid the body and soon after returned to our homes and had our few well-deserved hours of sleep.

I am not sure where I am going with this story but I have few ideas what should happen next. Anyway, I have some good writing prompts I think would fit here.