demoniac//an evil dead story

chapter four

Just outside of town is the Mountain Trail Inn. It's not situated near a mountain trail but rather on the old highway that's practically abandoned. Calling it an inn is taking some liberties. When one imagines an inn, it's only natural to assume a certain amount of comfort and luxury. The Mountain Trail Inn is more on the sleazy side of things. They rent rooms out by the hour, day, week, or month. It's a favorite among adulterers and horny teens alike. It's also pretty well known that drugs of all sorts are sold out of room 27, the one room which is rented out year round to Billy Joe Holloway. It's not ideal, but considering rooms go for thirty bucks a night it's the best Katherine can do.

After checking in, they drag the chest into room 13. It smells moldy in the room, and there's no curtain for the shower. Katherine feels guilty for having to leave Ash here, but he doesn't seem to mind. He plops down in the corner chair, and turns on the television then turns it off after realizing it wouldn't pick up anything. Katherine leans against the small corner desk with her ankles crossed.

"Are you going to be okay when I leave?" she asks.

He leans, "You really gotta go, huh?"

She nods, "I've got to at least make an appearance at home."

He reaches over and takes her hand. He stands up, pulling her closer to him as he does so. With their foreheads pressed together, reaches up to rest his hand on the back of her neck.

"I'll be back tomorrow," she assures him. "You'll barely have time to miss me."

"I doubt that," Ash hums.

This time Katherine is the first to close the remaining space. She presses a soft kiss on his lips, they pull back and smile at each other. She kisses him again, now deeper. She reaches up again to cup his face, the tip of her index finger following along the scar on his cheekbone. Ash grips her waist and pulls her flush against him, relishing in how she felt pressed against him. His hand moves to the hem of her shirt, and slips beneath it. He caresses the soft flesh, and can feel the swell of her breast at his fingertips. She moved away suddenly, a blush had spread across her freckled face.

"Not so fast, mister."

"What?" he feigns innocence.

"I think maybe we should slow this down a little bit."

"Well, baby, you're the one revving the engine."

She playfully slaps his chest as she laughs. He pulls his hand out of her shirt, and cups the back of her head. He's moving for another kiss, but she dodges him.

"I'm serious, Ash."

He sighs, "Alright, alright."

He sits down on the bed. She moves a stray strand of hair off his forehead, and smiles.

"I'll see you in the morning," she says.

"I'll be here."

She leans down and gives him a quick peck on the cheek before walking out the door.

Pulling up at her house, she's surprised to find all the lights still on and Lucy's car in the driveway. She parks beside it, and sees Lucy standing on the porch with their parents. Betsy peaks out the window, but retreats as soon as Katherine gets out of the car. Katherine walks up to the porch, and the previously conversing trio fall silent.

"Hey there, Katherine," her father is the first to greet her. "What have you been up to today?"

"I went for a hike," she lies.

"That's quite a hike you must have taken, you were gone all day."

"Well, I stopped in town first."