EverymanHYBRID Imagines 2

Ouija Board Fun: Evan

"Are you sure about this?" I ask.

Evan nods. "I gotta do this. We gotta get answers."

I nod. "Okay. But just be careful, okay?"

He kisses me on the cheek. Then I grab the Ouija board we got at a store, and I place quartz crystals around it so we don't accidentally conjure unwanted evils. Because with our luck, that would happen.

"Okay, Habit. If you're out there, and I know you're listening to me, talk to us."

The pointer moves to YES. Evan looks at me, a worried look on his face. He doesn't want to be doing this anymore than I do. I swallow hard, trying to get around the terrible fear in my heart.

"Okay, uh, Habit, why are you doing this to me?"

Fun.

"Wow, okay, rude," I say.

Evan snorts. "Habit. Why are you doing this? I mean seriously why."

Why not?

Evan's shoulders sag. He frowns and then he looks angry. "Well you know what? Fuck you. Fuck your whole plan. I don't care."

The pointer moves to make a figure 8. I pull my hands back, and Evan gives me a weird look.

"That means evil is here," I say.

"How do you know that?"

"YouTube."

"The fuck you watch on there?"

"Mostly Chills."

He snorts again. "Habit, why are you after us? What did we do to you?"

Nothing that you know of.

"Nothing that you know of? Long," I say.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Evan asks.

You're dead.

"Wow, original," I scoff.

It jerks as it snaps to spell out Shut up.

"How about you leave her alone? 'Kay thanks."

She will die first.

"Habit. I said to leave her alone. So leave her the hell alone."

"Why am I going to die first?" I ask.

You will die.

"We all will," I say. "You're not telling me anything new."

Y/n will be first.

"Okay, we get it," I say wryly.

"Habit, what's your plan for us?"

Kill.

"Kill who?" Evan asks.

All.

"Wow, ambitious, are we?" I say.

Be quiet.

"Go fuck yourself."

The pointer then moves to NO, then to GOODBYE.

After several minutes trying to get it to work, we give up. As I'm putting the Ouija board away, Evan is standing there talking to me.

"I'm not going to let him hurt you," he says.

"I don't think we are going to be left with a choice when the dust settles. He's gonna get what he wants, one way or another. And if he seriously wants me dead, it will happen. It's just a matter of time."

Evan walks up to me. He gently takes my hand and kisses it. "I won't let that happen."

I smile at him, and we kiss each other. I just hope that he didn't just make an impossible promise ...