Freak At The Graveyard - Cursed Demon

Lies

Shehnaaz couldn't see his face as it was now covered with that stupid black forest cake.

" WHAT THE EFF !!??" He says with rage which shocks shehnaaz . He wipes his face with his hand as she turns and try to walk back towards her house.

He catches shehnaaz by her elbow and spins her towards him. His face is still covered with brown cream. He's lucky that shehnaaz just slammed the cake on his face. She should've pushed him into a pit of venomous worms. What else does he except after playing such a cheap old trick ?

She tries to get out of his hold using her other hand but his hold is tight , too tight. It will definitely leave a greenish purple bruise tomorrow.

" What. The. Hell ?" he now says with a devilish snarl. " What's your problem , Hunter?"

" Leave me and don't dare to play any of your this....um.....stupid pranks ." shehnaaz said. He is intently gazing into her eyes which is making her uncomfortable.

"Prank? What Prank ?" he seemed confused.

"Great ! You thought I won't be able to find out ? I knew that very moment when you were in my kitchen with that cake , that there's something wrong with it." she sneers. " You 're a scum, now leave...."

He places his other palm on her mouth and closes the distance between them. He bends a little so now they we're eye to eye. A foul smell replaces the smell of his cologne. It smells like a really rotten meat. The cake was that bad ?

"There's no other way to stop you, now is there?" he says with his typical smirk.

Shehnaaz frowns as she fails in the attempt to remove his hand. She pushes him but he didn't even budge. He tries to explain calmly.

"Listen , there is nothing....WAS nothing wrong with the cake. My mom made it and she forgot to give it. Okay? She forgets everything." Shehnaaz could see the pain and regret in his eyes when he says the last sentence.

She tried to speak but couldn't . She abhor him.

" I came to talk to you." He now gently removes his palm from her mouth. ' What I did this morning , I regret it. I shouldn't have been so rude." Is he sorry for his behavior? This guy surprises me every time I meet him, shehnaaz thought.

" And what about yesterday?" she yells.

" Yesterday ? At the lake ?" shehnaaz nods. " Oh come on, I was hitting on you. That was flirting making pranks and all." he says shrugging one shoulder.

Huh? I don't know what to say, she thought.

"I hate the house you live in." he whispers all of a sudden. " My sister died in that house."

She was shocked. She looked at him. His eyes confused her as it is full of pain or anger. His face shows too much pain and he regrets that. She felt this sudden need to caress his cheek and tell him it's OKAY.

" I'm so sorry." she mumbled very slowly.

" She was killed in that house a year ago. In front of my eyes. She was just 12 years old."

Killed? I don't know what to say. Why did he wanted to tell me that? I remember him saying this morning I made a big mistake coming here and I'll regret it. What is that supposed to mean? He hates my house and he doesn't wants me to stay in there. What ..wait, she thought.

Oh god !

" Oh my god ! Really ? You're such a scum !You are making stories to get me out of my house?"

" What, no..."

" Shut up! Just shut up. I saw your sister yesterday OK. Your 12 year old sister was fine and ALIVE." she said.