Aren't I Normal?

Chapter 40

Raven's POV

I woke up to find myself wrapped around Claude's arms.

'Wake up, idiot,' I yelled, pushing him away. I pushed a little too hard because he tumbled off the bed.

'Fuck!' He yelped, rubbing his head.

He looked out the window, the sun was shining through.

'We're late!' He scurried to the end of the room, retrieving clothes from his backpack.

He started to remove his plain white t shirt right in front of me.

'Hurry up and get ready!'

I too got out of bed, retrieved a pair of black jeans and a red flannel shirt and hurried to the bathroom to change.

When I got out, I found that Claude was wearing the black hoodie I had gifted him, with a pair of jeans and his now dry black converses.

Claude returned the room keys, with his hood up so the manager couldn't see his face and we headed out.

'Where are we going now?' I asked yet again.

'Josie's house,' Claude whispered.

He checked the surrounding to see if anyone was listening to us.

'We have to go by train,' he whispered.

'Do you even know where she lives?'

'Of course I do!' He whisper shouted.

'Is Josie a demon, too?' I question.

Claude nodded.

We went to the nearest train station we could find and waited for a train.

'Don't draw any attention,' Claude whispered, pulling his hood down further so only his mouth was visible.

When we got on a train, we sat at the far end of the carriage.

'I want the window seat,' I whispered, pushing Claude behind me so I could get there first.

The train had started to move.

Claude fiddled through his backpack, found a bag of crisps and threw them at me. I quickly caught it.

'I knew you'd be hungry so I packed extra food,' he sighed.

I opened the bag, beginning to chomp every chip down.

I smiled 'Thanks,' and passed the bag to him 'Do you want some?'

He held out his hand and I poured a few crisps on it. He put them in his mouth.

I stared at him.

I have to admit, the ten years I had lived with him, Claude had grown pretty attractive.

He was tall, blond hair blue eyed. I was surprised he was single. Or was he?

'Hey Claude?' I asked nervously.

'Yes?' He replied, reaching out for another potato chip.

'You still haven't told me if you have a girlfriend or not.'

'You won't stop bothering me until I tell you, will you?'

'Yep,' I replied with a smug smile.

'Fine,' he groaned 'I don't have a girlfriend,'

'Then is there a girl you like?'

There was a silence.

'Yes,' Claude finally said facing towards the window.

'Oh,' I sighed, staring out the window too.

'What, are you jealous?' He sniggered, looking back at me.

'Of course not!' I yelled back, going red.

Of course I wasn't jealous of Claude. He was an asshole. I don't like him.

Two hours later, we finally arrived.

'We have to go down that road,' Claude said, pointing at a street.

I followed him.

A couple of streets later, we came to a stop in front of a house.

Claude looked at me before knocking on the door.